The Gardener Plants Trees, Not One Berry

Nature Abhors Annihilation. [lat., Ab Interitu Naturam Abhorrere.]

For Books Are More Than Books, They Are The Life, The Very Heart And Core Of Ages Past, The Reason Why Men Worked And Died, The Essence And Quintessence Of Their Lives.

Let Arms Give Place To The Robe, And The Laurel Of The Warriors Yield To The Tongue Of The Orator.

Nature Ordains That A Man Should Wish The Good Of Every Man, Whoever He May Be, For This Very Reason That He Is A Man.

That Man Is Guilty Of Impertinence Who Considers Not The Circumstances Of Time, Or Engrosses The Conversation, Or Makes Himself The Subject Of His Discourse, Or Pays No Regard To The Company He Is In.