Calumnies Are Answered Best With Silence.

Whom Hatred Frights, Let Him Not Dream Of Sovereignty.

I Have No Urns, No Dusty Monuments; No Broken Images Of Ancestors, Wanting An Ear, Or Nose; No Forged Tales Of Long Descents, To Boast False Honors From.

It Is The Highest Of Earthly Honors To Be Descended From The Great And Good. They Alone Cry Out Against A Noble Ancestry Who Have None Of Their Own.

It Is An Art To Have So Much Judgment As To Apparel A Lie Well, To Give It A Good Dressing.

A Thankful Man Owes A Courtesy Ever; The Unthankful But When He Needs It.