Maturity Is The Slowness In

Nature Scarcely Ever Gives Us The Very Best; For That We Must Have Recourse To Art.

Many Would Be Wise If They Did Not Think Themselves Wise.

If There Is Nothing Left To Desire, There Is Everything To Fear, An Unhappy State Of Happiness.

The Worthless Usually Live Long.

Few Are The Friends Of A Mans Self, Most Those Of His Circumstances.