Think Before Thou Speakest.

Laws That Only Threaten, And Are Not Kept, Become Like The Log That Was Given To The Frogs To Be Their King, Which They Feared At First, But Soon Scorned And Trampled On.

A Stout Heart Breaks Bad Luck.

Her Father Guarded Her, And She Guarded Herself; For There Are No Padlocks, Bolts, Or Bars, That Secure A Maiden Better Than Her Own Reserve.

Poesy Is A Beauteous Damsel, Chaste, Honourable, Discreet, Witty, Retired, And Who Keeps Herself Within The Limits Of Propriety. She Is A Friend Of Solitude; Fountains Entertain Her, Meadows Console Her, Woods Free Her From Ennui, Flowers Delight Her; In Short, She Gives Pleasure And Instruction To All With Whom She Communicates.

He Who Reforms, God Assists.