All Places Are Filled With Fools. [lat.,

Hatred Is Inveterate Anger.

If Nature Does Not Ratify Law, Then All The Virtues May Lose Their Sway.

As In The Case Of Wines That Improve With Age, The Oldest Friendships Ought To Be The Most Delightful.

If I Am Mistaken In My Opinion That The Human Soul Is Immortal, I Willingly Err; Nor Would I Have This Pleasant Error Extorted From Me; And If, As Some Minute Philosophers Suppose, Death Should Deprive Me Of My Being, I Need Not Fear The Raillery Of Those Pretended Philosophers When They Are No More.

A Thankful Heart Is Not Only The Greatest Virtue But The Parent Of All The Other Virtues.