No Rule Is So General, Which Admits

Old Friends Become Bitter Enemies On A Sudden For Toys And Small Offenses.

Melancholy Can Be Overcome Only By Melancholy.

Let Thy Fortune Be What It Will, 'tis Thy Mind Alone That Makes Thee Poor Or Rich, Miserable Or Happy.

What A Glut Of Books! Who Can Read Them?

We Can Make Mayors And Officers Every Year, But Not Scholars.