No Man In His Senses Will Dance.

These Studies Are A Spur To The Young, A Delight To The Old: An Ornament In Prosperity, A Consoling Refuge In Adversity; They Are Pleasure For Us At Home, And No Burden Abroad; They Stay Up With Us At Night, They Accompany Us When We Travel, They Are With Us In Our Country Visits.

The Last Day Does Not Bring Extinction To Us, But Change Of Place. [lat., Supremus Ille Dies Non Nostri Extinctionem Sed Commutationem Affert Loci.]

No Liberal Man Would Impute A Charge Of Unsteadiness To Another For Having Changed His Opinion.

Summer Lasts Not For Ever; Seasons Succeed Each Other.

Any Man Is Liable To Err, Only A Fool Persists In Error.