It Is The Heart Which Inspires Eloquence.

Whilst We Deliberate How To Begin A Thing, It Grows Too Late To Begin It.

Nothing Can Be Pleasing Which Is Not Also Becoming.

The Perfection Of Art Is To Conceal Art.

When We Cannot Hope To Win, It Is An Advantage To Yield.

One Thing, However, I Must Premise, That Without The Assistance Of Natural Capacity, Rules And Precepts Are Of No Efficacy.