A Blot In Thy Escutcheon To All

Liberty, As Well As Honor, Man Ought To Preserve At The Hazard Of His Life, For Without It Life Is Insupportable

He Who Has The Judge For His Father Goes Into Court With An Easy Mind.

Happy The Man To Whom Heaven Has Given A Morsel Of Bread Without Laying Him Under The Obligation Of Thanking Any Other For It Than Heaven Itself.

There Is Nothing So Subject To The Inconstancy Of Fortune As War.

Every Production Must Resemble Its Author.