The Lamp Of Genius Burns Quicker Than

The Great Happiness Of Life, I Find, After All, To Consist In The Regular Discharge Of Some Mechanical Duty.

There Is A Nobility In The World Of Manners.

Wouldst Thou Know Thyself, Observe The Actions Of Others. Wouldst Thou Other Men Know, Look Thou Within Thine Own Heart.

For The World Is Only Governed By Self-interest.

Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.