Don't Ask Of Your Friends What You

Let No One Pay Me Honor With Tears, Nor Celebrate My Funeral Rites With Weeping.

How Can Life Be Worth Living, If Devoid Of The Calm Trust Reposed By Friend In Friend? What Sweeter Joy Than In The Kindred Soul, Whose Converse Differs Not From Self-communion?

The Roman State Stands By Ancient Customs, And Its Manhood.

A True Friend Is Distinguished In The Crisis Of Hazard And Necessity; When The Gallantry Of His Aid May Show The Worth Of His Soul And The Loyalty Of His Heart.

He Who Has Two Languages Has Two Souls.