Sweet Is The Memory Of Past Troubles.

The Comfort Derived From The Misery Of Others Is Slight.

Let Art, Then, Imitate Nature, Find What She Desires, And Follow As She Directs. For In Invention Nature Is Never Last, Education Never First; Rather The Beginnings Of Things Arise From Natural Talent, And Ends Are Reached By Discipline.

If I Err In Belief That The Souls Of Men Are Immortal, I Gladly Err, Nor Do I Wish This Error Which Gives Me Pleasure To Be Wrested From Me While I Live.

In A Disordered Mind, As In A Disordered Body, Soundness Of Health Is Impossible.

People Don't Know The Value Of What They Have Until It Is Gone: Freedom Suppressed And Again Regained Bites With Keener Fangs Than Freedom Never Endangered.... Liberty Is Rendered Even More Precious By The Recollection Of Servitude. Don't Wait Till Freedom Is Gone Before You Enjoy, Value, Support, Protect And Make The Most Of It!