There Is No Easy Path Leading Out

Fame Often Rests At First Upon Something Accidental, And Often, Too, Is Swept Away, Or For A Time Removed; But Neither Genius Nor Glory, Is Conferred At Once, Nor Do They Glimmer And Fall, Like Drops In A Grotto, At A Shout.

A Man's Vanity Tells Him What Is Honor, A Man's Conscience What Is Justice.

We Cannot Conquer Fate And Necessity, Yet We Can Yield To Them In Such A Manner As To Be Greater Than If We Could.

Religion Is The Eldest Sister Of Philosophy: On Whatever Subjects They May Differ, It Is Unbecoming In Either To Quarrel, And Most So About Their Inheritance.

Immoderate Power, Like Other Intemperance, Leaves The Progeny Weaker And Weaker, Until Nature As In Compassion Covers It With Her Mantle And It Is Seen No More.