Every Hour In Itself, As It Respects

False Modesty Is The Refinement Of Vanity. It Is A Lie.

Favor Exalts A Man Above His Equals, But His Dismissal From That Favor Places Him Below Them.

The News-writer Lies Down At Night In Great Tranquillity, Upon A Piece Of News Which Corrupts Before Morning, And Which He Is Obliged To Throw Away As Soon As He Awakes.

Death Happens But Once, Yet We Feel It Every Moment Of Our Lives; It Is Worse To Dread It Than To Suffer It.

Amongst Such As Out Of Cunning Hear All And Talk Little, Be Sure To Talk Less; Or If You Must Talk, Say Little.