We Bear, All Of Us, The Misfortunes

How Can We Expect Another To Keep Our Secret If We Have Been Unable To Keep It Ourselves?

Our Actions Are Like Blank Rhymes, To Which Everyone Applies What Sense He Pleases.

He Is A Truly Virtuous Man Who Wishes Always To Be Open To The Observation Of Honest Men.

Conceit Causes More Conversation Than Wit.

There Is At Least As Much Eloquence In The Voice, Eyes, And Air Of A Speaker As In His Choice Of Words.