There Is Nothing Like Despair To Make

How Can People Trust The Harvest, Unless They See It Sown?

What Keeps The Democracy Alive At All But The Hatred Of Excellence; The Desire Of The Base To See No Head Higher Than Their Own?

It Is Something, I Thought, When A King Can Put A Courtesan To The Blush.

All Men Seek Esteem; The Best By Lifting Themselves, Which Is Hard To Do, The Rest By Shoving Others Down, Which Is Much Easier.

But Courage Without Conduct Is The Virtue Of A Robber, Or A Tyrant.