The Burnt Child Dreads The Fire.

It Holds For Good Polity Ever, To Have That Outwardly In Vilest Estimation, Which Inwardly Is Most Dear To Us.

Opinion Is A Light, Vain, Crude, And Imperfect Thing.

I Know No Disease Of The Soul But Ignorance, A Pernicious Evil, The Darkener Of Man's Life, The Disturber Of His Reason, And Common Confounder Of Truth.

A Good Dog Deserves A Good Bone.

It Is An Art To Have So Much Judgment As To Apparel A Lie Well, To Give It A Good Dressing.