There Is No One Who Would Not

We Excuse Our Sloth Under The Pretext Of Difficulty.

Medicine For The Dead Is Too Late

Although Virtue Receives Some Of Its Excellencies From Nature, Yet It Is Perfected By Education. [lat., Virtus, Etiamsi Quosdam Impetus A Natura Sumit, Tamen Perficienda Doctrina Est.]

Give Me The Boy Who Rouses When He Is Praised, Who Profits When He Is Encouraged And Who Cries When He Is Defeated. Such A Boy Will Be Fired By Ambition; He Will Be Stung By Reproach, And Animated By Preference; Never Shall I Apprehend Any Bad Consequences From Idleness In Such A Boy.

Fear Of The Future Is Worse Than One's Present Fortune.