Conscience Is The Sentinel Of

You May Tell A Man Thou Art A Fiend, But Not Your Nose Wants Blowing; To Him Alone Who Can Bear A Thing Of That Kind, You May Tell All.

Let None Turn Over Books, Or Roam The Stars In Quest Of God, Who Sees Him Not In Man.

Depend On No Man, On No Friend But Him Who Can Depend On Himself. He Only Who Acts Conscientiously Toward Himself, Will Act So Toward Others.

The Worst Of All Knaves Are Those Who Can Mimic Their Former Honesty.

Fools Learn Nothing From Wise Men, But Wise Men Learn Much From Fools.