Pride - Lord Of Human Kind

Those Who Write Ill, And They Who Ne'er Durst Write, Turn Critics Out Of Mere Revenge And Spite.

Riches Cannot Rescue From The Grave, Which Claims Alike The Monarch And The Slave.

It Is A Madness To Make Fortune The Mistress Of Events, Because In Herself She Is Nothing, Can Rule Nothing, But Is Ruled By Prudence.

Errors Like Straws Upon The Surface Flow, Who Would Search For Pearls To Be Grateful For Often Must Dive Below.

He Is A Perpetual Fountain Of Good Sense.