With A Tale, Forsooth, He Cometh Unto

As The Love Of The Heavens Makes Us Heavenly, The Love Of Virtue Virtuous, So Doth The Love Of The World Make One Become Worldly.

A Dull Head Thinks Of No Better Way To Show Himself Wise, Than By Suspecting Everything In His Way.

A Popular License Is Indeed The Many-headed Tyrant.

It Is No Less Vain To Wish Death Than It Is Cowardly To Fear It.

It Depends On Education--that Holder Of The Keys Which The Almighty Hath Put Into Our Hands--to Open The Gates Which Lead To Virtue Or To Vice, To Happiness Or Misery.