You Have Your Face Bare; I Am

Travelling Through The World Produces A Marvellous Clarity In The Judgment Of Men. We Are All Of Us Confined And Enclosed Within Ourselves, And See No Farther Than The End Of Our Nose.

Lying Is A Disgraceful Vice, And One That Plutarch Paints In Most Disgraceful Colors, When He Says That It Is "affording Testimony That One First Despises God, And Then Fears Men." It Is Not Possible More Happily To Describe Its Horrible, Disgusting, And Abandoned Nature; For Can We Imagine Anything More Vile Than To Be Cowards With Regard To Men, And Brave With Regard To God.

He Whose Mouth Is Out Of Taste Says The Wine Is Flat.

A Man Must Not Always Tell All, For That Be Folly; But What A Man Says Should Be What He Thinks.

As For Extraordinary Things, All The Provision In The World Would Not Suffice.