Troops Of Heroes Undistinguished Die.

A Friend Exaggerates A Man's Virtues; An Enemy Inflames His Crimes.

Nature Does Nothing Without Purpose Or Uselessly.

Certain Is It That There Is No Kind Of Affection So Purely Angelic As Of A Father To A Daughter. In Love To Our Wives There Is Desire; To Our Sons, Ambition, But To Our Daughters There Is Something Which There Are No Words To Express.

T Is The Divinity That Stirs Within Us.

Riches Expose A Man To Pride And Luxury, And A Foolish Elation Of Heart.