We Are More Sensible Of What Is

Memory: What Wonders It Performs In Preserving And Storing Up Things Gone By - Or Rather, Things That Are

If Any Man Think It A Small Matter, Or Of Mean Concernment, To Bridle His Tongue, He Is Much Mistaken; For It Is A Point To Be Silent When Occasion Requires, And Better Than To Speak, Though Never So Well.

Forgetfulness Transforms Every Occurrence Into A Non-occurrence.

Nothing Made The Horse So Fat As The King's Eye.

When Anaxagoras Was Told Of The Death Of His Son, He Only Said, "i Knew He Was Mortal." So We In All Casualties Of Life Should Say "i Knew My Riches Were Uncertain, That My Friend Was But A Man." Such Considerations Would Soon Pacify Us, Because All Our Troubles Proceed From Their Being Unexpected.