Once A Coxcomb, Always A Coxcomb.

If, Sir, Men Were All Virtuous, I Should With Great Alacrity Teach Them All To Fly. But What Would Be The Security Of The Good If The Bad Could At Pleasure Invade Them From The Sky? Against An Army Sailing Through The Clouds Neither Wall, Nor Mountains, Nor Seas Could Afford Any Security.

There Is Nothing Against Which An Old Man Should Be So Much Upon His Guard As Putting Himself To Nurse.

Learn That The Present Hour Alone Is Man's.

All Intellectual Improvement Arises From Leisure.

No Man Can Fall Into Contempt But Those Who Deserve It.