The Violence Of War Admits No Distinction;

Order Is A Lovely Nymph, The Child Of Beauty And Wisdom; Her Attendants Are Comfort, Neatness, And Activity; Her Abode Is The Valley Of Happiness: She Is Always To Be Found When Sought For, And Never Appears So Lovely As When Contrasted With Her Opponent, Disorder.

It Is Our First Duty To Serve Society.

Wit Is That Which Has Been Often Thought, But Never Before Was Well Expressed.

He Who Waits To Do A Great Deal Of Good At Once Will Never Do Anything.

Those Whose Abilities Or Knowledge Incline Them Most To Deviate From The General Round Of Life Are Recalled From Eccentricity By The Laws Of Their Existence.