A Pious Man Is One Who Would

Widows, Like Ripe Fruit, Drop Easily From Their Perch.

We Hope To Grow Old And We Dread Old Age; That Is To Say, We Love Life And We Flee From Death.

Discretion Is The Perfection Of Reason, And A Guide To Us In All The Duties Of Life. It Is Only Found In Men Of Sound Sense And Understanding.

It Is More Or Less Rude To Scorn Indiscriminately All Kinds Of Praise; We Ought To Be Proud Of That Which Comes From Honest Men, Who Praise Sincerely Those Things In Us Which Are Really Commendable.

They That Have Lived A Single Day Have Lived An Age.