Nothing Quite New Is Perfect.

When I Consider The Wonderful Activity Of The Mind, So Great A Memory Of What Is Past, And Such A Capacity Of Penetrating Into The Future: When I Behold Such A Number Of Arts And Sciences, And Such A Multitude Of Discoveries Hence Arising,--i Believe And Am Firmly Persuaded That A Nature Which Contains So Many Things Within Itself Cannot Be Mortal.

Nothing Contributes To The Entertainment Of The Reader More, Than The Change Of Times And The Vicissitudes Of Fortune.

No Man In His Senses Will Dance.

He Who Hangs On The Errors Of The Ignorant Multitude, Must Not Be Counted Among Great Men.

The Foundations Of Justice Are That On One Shall Suffer Wrong; Then, That The Public Good Be Promoted.