Pardon Is Granted To Necessity.

There Is Nothing Which Wings Its Flight So Swiftly As Calumny, Nothing Is Uttered With More Ease; Nothing Is Listened To With More Readiness, Nothing Disbursed More Widely.

The Countenance Is The Portrait Of The Soul, And The Eyes Mark Its Intentions.

It Is Certain That Memory Contains Not Only Philosophy, But All The Arts And All That Appertain To The Use Of Life.

The Judgment Of Posterity Is Truer, Because It Is Free From Envy And Malevolence.

They Condemn What They Do Not Understand.