The Truest End Of Life Is To

Speak Properly, And In As Few Words As You Can, But Always Plainly; For The End Of Speech Is Not Ostentation, But To Be Understood.

For Though Death Be A Dark Passage, It Leads To Immortality, And That Is Recompence Enough For Suffering Of It.

Passion Is The Mob Of The Man, That Commits A Riot Upon His Reason.

People Are More Afraid Of The Laws Of Man Than Of God, Because Their Punishment Seems To Be Nearest.

There Can Be No Friendship Where There Is No Freedom. Friendship Loves A Free Air, And Will Not Be Penned Up In Straight And Narrow Enclosures. It Will Speak Freely, And Act So Too; And Take Nothing Ill Where No Ill Is Meant; Nay, Where It Is, 'twill Easily Forgive, And Forget Too, Upon Small Acknowledgments.