The Truest End Of Life Is To

The Humble, Meek, Merciful, And Just Are Everywhere Of One Religion; And When Death Has Taken Off The Mask They Will Know One Another, Though The Diverse Liveries They Wear Here Make Them Strangers.

Justice Is The Insurance Which We Have On Our Lives And Property. Obedience Is The Premium Which We Pay For It.

It Is Safer To Learn Than Teach; And Who Conceals His Opinion Has Nothing To Answer For.

Love Grows. Lust Wastes By Enjoyment, And The Reason Is, That One Springs From An Union Of Souls, And The Other From An Union Of Sense.

Above All Things Endeavor To Breed Them Up The Love Of Virtue, And That Holy Plain Way Of It Which We Have Lived In, That The World In No Part Of It Get Into My Family. I Had Rather They We're Homely Than Finely Bred As To Outward Behavior; Yet I Love Sweetness Mixed With Gravity, And Cheerfulness Tempered With Sobriety.