An Equal Doom Clipp'd Time's Blest Wings

Nothing Mortal Is Enduring, And There Is Nothing Sweet Which Does Not Presently End In Bitterness.

For Though I Am A Body Of This Earth, My Firm Desire Is Born From The Stars.

Continued Work And Application Form My Soul's Nourishment. So Soon As I Commenced To Rest And Relax I Should Cease To Live.

Great Errors Seldom Originate But With Men Of Great Minds.

Man Has Not A Greater Enemy Than Himself.