Loudness Is Impotence.

Kiss The Hand Of Him Who Can Renounce What He Has Publicly Taught When Convicted Of His Error, And Who, With Heartfelt Joy, Embraces Truth, Though With The Sacrifice Of Favourite Opinions.

Malice Is Poisoned By Her Own Venom.

Neatness Begets Order; But From Order To Taste There Is The Same Difference As From Taste To Genius, Or From Love To Friendship.

Know In The First Place, That Mankind Agree In Essence, As They Do In Limbs And Senses.

Too Much Gravity Argues A Shallow Mind.