Read Much, But Not Too Many Books.

Snowy Winter, A Plentiful Harvest.

Whoever Feels Pain In Hearing A Good Character Of His Neighbor, Will Feel A Pleasure In The Reverse. And Those Who Despair To Rise In Distinction By Their Virtues, Are Happy If Others Can Be Depressed To A Level Of Themselves.

Keep Flax From Fire, And Youth From Gaming.

Since They Are Our Right, Let Us Be Vigilant To Preserve Them Uninfringed, And Free From Encroachments. If Animosities Arise, And We Should Be Obliged To Resort To Party, Let Each Of Us Range Himself On The Side Which Unfurls The Ensigns Of Public Good. Faction Will Then Vanish, Which, If Not Timely Suppressed, May Overturn The Balance, The Palladium Of Liberty, And Crush Us Under Its Ruins.

You May Delay, But Time Will Not.