The Hour Of Reformation Is Always Delayed;

Guilt Once Harbored In The Conscious Breast, Intimidates The Brave, Degrades The Great.

To Read, Write, And Converse In Due Proportions, Is, Therefore, The Business Of A Man Of Letters.

Let Observation With Extensive View, Survey Mankind From China To Peru; Remark Each Anxious Toil, Each Eager Strife, And Watch The Busy Scenes Of Crowded Life.

Slavery Is Now Nowhere More Patiently Endured, Than In Countries Once Inhabited By The Zealots Of Liberty.

The Applause Of A Single Human Being Is Of Great Consequence.