If Thou Hast No Inferiors, Have Patience

In The Commission Of Evil, Fear No Man So Much As Thyself; Another Is But One Witness Against Thee, Thou Art A Thousand; Another Thou Mayest Avoid, Thyself Thou Canst Not. Wickedness Is Its Own Punishment.

Though Virtue Give A Ragged Livery, She Gives A Golden Cognizance; If Her Service Make Thee Poor, Blush Not. Thy Poverty May Disadvantage Thee, But Not Dishonor Thee.

If Thou Expect Death As A Friend, Prepare To Entertain It; If Thou Expect Death As An Enemy, Prepare To Overcome It; Death Has No Advantage, But When It Comes A Stranger.

Every Man's Vanity Ought To Be His Greatest Shame; And Every Man's Folly Ought To Be His Greatest Secret.

Heav'n Is Not Always Got By Running.