If Virtue Were Its Own Reward, It

The Tempests Of Youth Are Mingled With Days Of Brilliant Sunshine.

You Are Not Born For Fame If You Don't Know The Value Of Time.

We Discover In Ourselves What Others Hide From Us And We Recognize In Others What We Hide From Ourselves.

A Man Who Love Only Himself And His Pleasures Is Vain, Presumptuous, And Wicked Even From Principle.

If Virtue Were Its Own Reward, It Would No Longer Be A Human Quality, But Supernatural.