Happy The Man, And Happy He Alone,

Virtue Without Success Is A Fair Picture Shown By An Ill Light; But Lucky Men Are Favorites Of Heaven; All Own The Chief, When Fortune Owns The Cause.

Of All The Tyrannies On Human Kind The Worst Is That Which Persecutes The Mind.

When Beauty Fires The Blood, How Love Exalts The Mind!

Whistling To Keep Myself From Being Afraid.

One Cannot Say He Wanted Wit, But Rather That He Was Frugal Of It.