The Ancients Dreaded Death: The

It Is With Flowers As With Moral Qualities; The Bright Are Sometimes Poisonous; But, I Believe, Never The Sweet.

To Adam Paradise Was Home. To The Good Among His Descendants Home Is Paradise.

Never Put Much Confidence In Such As Put No Confidence In Others. A Man Prone To Suspect Evil Is Mostly Looking In His Neighbor For What He Sees In Himself. As To The Pure All Things Are Pure, Even So To The Impure All Things Are Impure.

Since The Generality Of Persons Act From Impulse, Much More Than From Principle, Men Are Neither So Good Nor So Bad As We Are Apt To Think Them.

The Intellect Of The Wise Is Like Glass; It Admits The Light Of Heaven And Reflects It.