Some Place The Bliss In

Beauties In Vain Their Pretty Eyes May Roll; Charms Strike The Sight, But Merit Wins The Soul.

Vices And Virtues Are Of A Strange Nature, For The More We Have, The Fewer We Think We Have.

True Ease In Writing Comes From Art, Not Chance, As Those Move Easiest Who Have Learned To Dance.

Go, Wiser Thou! And In Thy Scale Of Sense Weigh Thy Opinion Against Providence.

There Is But One Way I Know Of Conversing Safely With All Men; That Is, Not By Concealing What We Say Or Do, But By Saying Or Doing Nothing That Deserves To Be Concealed.