Little Strokes Fell Great Oaks.

In America, They Do Not Inquire Of A Stranger, "what Is He?" But, "what Can He Do?"

I Consent Sir, To This Constitution Because I Expect No Better, And Because I Am Not Sure, That It Is Not The Best.

I Have Never Seen The Philosopher's Stone That Turns Lead Into Gold, But I Have Known The Pursuit Of It Turn A Man's Gold Into Lead.

The Madness Of Mobs Or The Insolence Of Soldiers, Or Both, When Too Near To Each Other, Occasion Some Mischief.

Experience Keeps A Dear School, But Fools Will Learn In No Other, And Scarce In That; For It Is True We May Give Advice, But We Cannot Give Conduct.