There Never Was A Truly Great Man

At Twenty Years Of Age The Will Reigns; At Thirty, The Wit; And At Forty, The Judgment.

Employ Thy Time Well, If Thou Meanest To Gain Leisure.

What Signifies Knowing The Names, If You Know Not The Natures Of Things.

If You Would Be Loved, Love, And Be Loveable.

In 1736 I Lost One Of My Sons, A Fine Boy Of Four Years Old, By The Small-pox, Taken In The Common Way. I Long Regretted Bitterly, And Still Regret That I Had Not Given It To Him By Inoculation. This I Mention For The Sake Of Parents Who Omit That Operation, On The Supposition That They Should Never Forgive Themselves If A Child Died Under It; My Example Showing That The Regret May Be The Same Either Way, And That, Therefore, The Safer Should Be Chosen.