We Ought To Consider The End In

Let Us Not Overstrain Our Talents, Lest We Do Nothing Gracefully: A Clown, Whatever He May Do, Will Never Pass For A Gentleman. [fr., Ne Forcons Point Notre Talent; Nous Ne Ferions Rien Avec Grace: Jamais Un Lourdaud, Quoi Qu'il Fasse, Ne Saurit Passer Pour Galant.]

Man Is So Made That When Anything Fires His Soul, Impossibilities Vanish.

Anyone Entrusted With Power Will Abuse It If Not Also Animated With The Love Of Truth And Virtue, No Matter Whether He Be A Prince, Or One Of The People.

The Argument Of The Strongest Is Always The Best.

O Love, When Thou Gettest Dominion Over Us, We May Bid Good-by To Prudence.