He Threatens Many That Hath Injured One.

Freedom Doth With Degree Dispense.

How Ready Is Heaven To Those That Pray!

I Know No Disease Of The Soul But Ignorance, A Pernicious Evil, The Darkener Of Man's Life, The Disturber Of His Reason, And Common Confounder Of Truth.

Success Hath Made Me Wanton.

If All You Boast Of Your Great Art Be True; Sure, Willing Poverty Lives Most In You.