Man Seems The Only Growth That Dwindles

Blest That Abode, Where Want And Pain Repair, And Every Stranger Finds A Ready Chair.

Want Of Prudence Is Too Frequently The Want Of Virtue.

Thus 'tis With All; Their Chief And Constant Care Is To Seem Everything But What They Are.

I Always Get The Better When I Argue Alone.

What Is Genius Or Courage Without A Heart?