Liars Need To Have Good Memories.

Everyone Sees They Cannot Well Live Asunder, Nor Many Together, Without Some Rule To Which All Must Submit.

Men Lived Like Fishes; The Great Ones Devoured The Small.

There May Be A Hundred Thousand Men In An Army, Who Are All Equally Free; But They Only Are Naturally Most Fit To Be Commanders Or Leaders, Who Most Excel In The Virtues Required For The Right Performance Of Those Offices.

For Violence Or Fraud Can Create No Right.

Many Things Are Unknown To The Wisest, And The Best Men Can Never Wholly Divest Themselves Of Passions And Affections... Nothing Can Or Ought To Be Permanent But That Which Is Perfect.