What Pity Is It That We Can

Pride Goes Before Destruction And A Haughty Spirit Before A Fall.

I Shall Endeavor To Enliven Morality With Wit, And To Temper Wit With Morality.

Fame Is A Good So Wholly Foreign To Our Natures That We Have No Faculty In The Soul Adapted To It, Nor Any Organ In The Body To Relish It; An Object Of Desire Placed Out Of The Possibility Of Fruition.

Riches Expose A Man To Pride And Luxury, And A Foolish Elation Of Heart.

Health And Cheerfulness Naturally Beget Each Other.