He Who Fights And Runs Away May

You Can Preach A Better Sermon With Your Life Than With Your Lips.

Well Had The Boding Tremblers Learned To Trace The Day's Disasters In His Morning Face.

Quality And Title Have Such Allurements That Hundreds Are Ready To Give Up All Their Own Importance, To Cringe, To Flatter, To Look Little, And To Pall Every Pleasure In Constraint, Merely To Be Among The Great, Though Without The Least Hopes Of Improving Their Understanding Or Sharing Their Generosity. They Might Be Happier Among Their Equals.

Friendship Is A Disinterested Commerce Between Equals; Love, An Abject Intercourse Between Tyrants And Slaves.

To Be Poor, And To Seem Poor, Is A Certain Method Never To Rise.