Nobody With Me At Sea But Myself.

See Me, How Calm I Am. Ay, People Are Generally Calm At The Misfortunes Of Others.

To Be Poor, And To Seem Poor, Is A Certain Method Never To Rise.

Well Had The Boding Tremblers Learned To Trace The Day's Disasters In His Morning Face.

Whatever Mitigates The Woes, Or Increases The Happiness Of Others, Is A Just Criterion Of Goodness; And Whatever Injures Society At Large, Or Any Individual In It, Is A Criterion Of Iniquity.

Taste Is The Power Of Relishing Or Rejecting Whatever Is Offered For The Entertainment Of The Imagination.