Truth Sometimes Corner Unawares Upon Caution, And

Patience, Piety, And Salutary Knowledge Spring Up And Ripen Under The Harrow Of Affliction; Before There Is Wine Or Oil, The Grape Must Be Trodden And The Oil Pressed.

No Good Writer Was Ever Long Neglected; No Great Man Overlooked By Men Equally Great. Impatience Is A Proof Of Inferior Strength, And A Destroyer Of What Little There May Be.

The Very Beautiful Rarely Love At All; Those Precious Images Are Placed Above The Reach Of The Passions: Time Alone Is Permitted To Efface Them.

A Little Praise Is Good For A Shy Temper; It Teaches It To Rely On The Kindness Of Others.

Men, Like Nails, Lose Their Usefulness When They Lose Their Direction And Begin To Bend.