Where There Are Two, One Cannot Be

In My Opinion, The Unjust Man Whose Tongue Is Full Of Glozing Rhetoric, Merits The Heaviest Punishment; Vaunting That He Can With His Tongue Gloze Over Injustice, He Dares To Act Wickedly, Yet He Is Not Over-wise.

Oftener Than Not The Old Are Uncontrollable; Their Tempers Make Them Difficult To Deal With.

For The Good, When Praised, Feel Something Of Disgust, If To Excess Commended.

To Every Man, Even Though He Be A Slave, The Light Of Heaven Is Sweet.

God In Heaven Has Dominion Over So Many Events. He Can Frustrate What Seems Inevitable, And Bring To Pass The Thing That You Least Expect.