The Tongue Is The Vile Slave's Vilest

Tears Ready To Do Duty At A Minute's Notice.

Do You Expect, Forsooth, That A Mother Will Hand Down To Her Children Principles Which Differ From Her Own?

It Is A Wretched Thing To Rest Upon The Fame Of Others, Lest, The Supporting Pillar Being Removed, The Superstructure Should Collapse In Ruin.

He Who Wishes To Become Rich Wishes To Become So Immediately.

Here We All Live In A State Of Ambitious Poverty.