Who Ever Has No Fixed

Know That Morality Is A Curb, Not A Spur.

Ideas Never Lack For Words. It Is Words That Lack Ideas. As Soon As The Idea Has Come To Its Last Degree Of Perfection, The Word Blossoms.

Justice Is The Right Of The Weakest.

Be Charitable And Indulge To Everyone, But Thyself.

Words, Like Glasses, Obscure Everything They Do Not Make Clear. Before Using A Fine Word, Make A Place For It.