Thousands Are Hated, While None Are Loved

Conscience Is The Sentinel Of Virtue.

The Humblest Star Twinkles Most In The Darkest Night.

She Whom Smiles And Tears Make Equally Lovely May Command All Hearts.

Injustice Arises Either From Precipitation, Or Indolence, Or From A Mixture Of Both. - The Rapid And Slow Are Seldom Just; The Unjust Wait Either Not At All, Or Wait Too Long.

The Freer You Feel Yourself In The Presence Of Another, The More Free Is He...