In Lapidary Inscriptions A Man

A Family ... Is A Little Kingdom, Torn With Factions And Exposed To Revolutions.

He That Floats Lazily Down The Stream, In Pursuit Of Something Borne Along By The Same Current, Will Find Himself Indeed Moved Forward; But Unless He Lays His Hand To The Oar, And Increases His Speed By His Own Labour, Must Be Always At The Same Distance From That Which He Is Following.

The Triumph Of Hope Over Experience.

Contempt Is A Kind Of Gangrene Which, If It Seizes One Part Of A Character, Corrupts All The Rest By Degrees.

The First Years Of Man Must Make Provision For The Last.