Life Is A Kind Of Chess.

The Things Of This World Take Up Too Much Of My Time, Of Which Indeed I Have Too Little Left, To Undertake Anything Like A Reformation In Religion.

Perhaps I'm Too Saucy Or Provoking?

Avoid Dishonest Gain: No Price Can Recompence The Pangs Of Vice.

Private Property...is The Creature Of Society And Is Subject To The Calls Of That Society Even To The Last Farthing.

Those Who Are Content Have Enough; Those That Complain, Have Too Much.