Force May Subdue, But Love Gains, And

A Good End Cannot Sanctify Evil Means; Nor Must We Ever Do Evil That Good May Come Of It. We Are Too Ready To Retaliate, Rather Than Forgive, Or Gain By Love And Information. And Yet We Could Hurt No Man That We Believe Loves Us. Let Us, Then, Try What Love Will Do: For If Men Do Once See That We Love Them, We Should Soon Find They Would Not Harm Us. Force May Subdue, But Love Gains; And He That Forgives First, Wins The Laurel.

That Plenty Should Produce Either Covetousness Or Prodigality Is A Perversion Of Providence; And Yet The Generality Of Men Are The Worse For Their Riches.

Excess In Apparel Is Another Costly Folly. The Very Trimming Of The Vain World Would Clothe All The Naked Ones.

A Vain Man Is A Nauseous Creature: He Is So Full Of Himself That He Has No Room For Anything Else, Be It Never So Good Or Deserving.

Less Judgment Than Wit Is More Sail Than Ballast.