In Success Be Moderate.

When Nature Gave Us Tears, She Gave Us Leave To Weep.

When I See Nothing Annihilated, And Not Even A Drop Of Water Wasted, I Cannot Suspect The Annihilation Of Souls Thus Finding Myself To Exist In The World, I Believe I Shall, In Some Shape Or Other, Always Exist; With All The Inconveniences Human Life Is Liable To, I Shall Not Object To A New Edition Of Mine; Hoping, However, That The Errata Of The Last May Be Corrected.

My Rule, In Which I Have Always Found Satisfaction, Is, Never To Turn Aside In Public Affairs Through Views Of Private Interest; But To Go Straight Forward In Doing What Appears To Me Right At The Time, Leaving The Consequences With Providence.

The Sting Of A Reproach, Is The Truth Of It.

He That Lives Upon Hope Will Die Fasting.