Peace Is Never More Than One Thought

The Voice So Sweet, The Words So Fair, As Some Soft Chime Had Stroked The Air; And Though The Sound Had Parted Thence, Still Left An Echo In The Sense.

Opinion Is A Light, Vain, Crude, And Imperfect Thing.

Money Never Made Any Man Rich, But His Mind. He That Can Order Himself To The Law Of Nature, Is Not Only Without The Sense, But The Fear Of Poverty.

Who Casts To Write A Living Line, Must Sweat.

A Good King Is A Public Servant.