All Mankind Is Divided Into Three Classes:

Money Makes Money. And The Money That Makes Money Makes More Money.

I Resolve To Speak Ill Of No Man Whatever, Not Even In A Matter Of Truth; But Rather By Some Means Excuse The Faults I Hear Charged Upon Others, And Upon Proper Occasions Speak All The Good I Know Of Everybody.

Lost Time Is Never Found Again, And What We Call Time Enough, Always Proves Little Enough.

The Sting Of A Reproach, Is The Truth Of It.

Friends And Neighbors Complain That Taxes Are Indeed Very Heavy, And If Those Laid On By The Government Were The Only Ones We Had To Pay, We Might The More Easily Discharge Them; But We Have Many Others, And Much More Grievous To Some Of Us. We Are Taxed Twice As Much By Our Idleness, Three Times As Much By Our Pride, And Four Times As Much By Our Folly.