Truth Never Lost Ground By Enquiry.

If Thou Rise With An Appetite, Thou Art Sure Never To Sit Down Without One.

Passion Is A Sort Of Fever In The Mind, Which Ever Leaves Us Weaker Than It Found Us.

[i]t Is Impossible That Any People Of Government Should Ever Prosper, Where Men Render Not Unto God, That Which Is God's, As Well As To Caesar, That Which Is Caesar's.

A Good End Cannot Sanctify Evil Means; Nor Must We Ever Do Evil, That Good May Come Of It.

Death Is But Crossing The World, As Friends Do The Seas; They Live In One Another Still.