Chance Generally Favors The Prudent.

I Quit Paris Unwillingly, Because I Must Part From My Friends; And I Quit The Country Unwillingly, Because I Must Part From Myself.

The Evening Of A Well Spent Youth Brings It's Lamps With It.

Music Has Seven Letters, Writing Has Twenty-six Notes

Men Must Be Either The Slaves Of Duty, Or The Slaves Of Force.

There Is In The Soul A Taste For The Good, Just As There Is In The Body An Appetite For Enjoyment.