Negligence Is The Rust Of The Soul

Perfection Is Immutable. But For Things Imperfect Change Is The Way To Perfect Them. It Gets The Name Of Wilfulness When It Will Not Admit Of A Lawful Change To The Better. Therefore Constancy Without Knowledge Cannot Be Always Good. In Things Ill It Is Not Virtue, But An Absolute Vice.

No Man Can Expect To Find A Friend Without Faults; Nor Can He Propose Himself To Be So To Another. Without Reciprocal Mildness And Temperance There Can Be No Continuance Of Friendship. Every Man Will Have Something To Do For His Friend, And Something To Bear With In Him. The Sober Man Only Can Do The First; And For The Latter, Patience Is Requisite. It Is Better For A Man To Depend On Himself, Than To Be Annoyed With Either A Madman Or A Fool.

That Man Is But Of The Lower Part Of The World That Is Not Brought Up To Business And Affairs.

The Noblest Part Of A Friend Is An Honest Boldness In The Notifying Of Errors. He That Tells Me Of A Fault, Aiming At My Good, I Must Think Him Wise And Faithful--wise In Spying That Which I See Not; Faithful In A Plain Admonishment, Not Tainted With Flattery.

Men Are Like Wine,--not Good Before The Lees Of Clownishness Be Settled.