Now In Reality, The World Has Paid

Wicked Companions Invite Us To Hell.

A Grave Aspect To A Grave Character Is Of Much More Consequence Than The World Is Generally Aware Of; A Barber May Make You Laugh, But A Surgeon Ought Rather To Make You Cry.

Guilt, On The Contrary, Like A Base Thief, Suspects Every Eye That Beholds Him To Be Privy To His Transgressions, And Every Tongue That Mentions His Name To Be Proclaiming Them.

It Is A Good Maxim To Trust A Person Entirely Or Not At All.

There Cannot Be A Move Glorious Object In Creation Than A Human Being Replete With Benevolence, Meditating In What Manner He Might Render Himself Most Acceptable To His Creator By Doing Most Good To His Creatures.