Silence Is Wisdom Where Speaking Is Folly.

For We Put The Power In The People.

All Excess Is Ill, But Drunkenness Is Of The Worst Sort. It Spoils Health, Dismounts The Mind, And Unmans Men. It Reveals Secrets, Is Quarrelsome, Lascivious, Impudent, Dangerous And Mad. In Fine, He That Is Drunk Is Not A Man: Because He Is So Long Void Of Reason, That Distinguishes A Man From A Beast.

Nothing Shows Our Weakness More Than To Be So Sharp-sighted At Spying Other Men's Faults, And So Purblind About Our Own.

Passion Is A Sort Of Fever In The Mind, Which Ever Leaves Us Weaker Than It Found Us.

There Is A Troublesome Humor Some Men Have, That If They May Not Lead, They Will Not Follow; But Had Rather A Thing Were Never Done, Than Not Done Their Own Way, Tho' Other Ways Very Desirable.