Gratitude, In Most Men, Is Only A

Our Merit Gains Us The Esteem Of The Virtuous-our Star That Of The Public.

We Are Never Either So Fortunate Or So Misfortunate As We Imagine.

Those Who Occupy Their Minds With Small Matters, Generally Become Incapable Of Greatness.

A Man's Worth Has Its Season, Like Fruit.

We May Sooner Be Brought To Love Them That Hate Us, Than Them That Love Us More Than We Would Have Them Do.