God Exalts The Man Who Humbles Himself.

The Brave Man Carves Out His Fortune, And Every Man Is The Sum Of His Own Works.

Virtue Is The Truest Nobility.

There Is No Remembrance Which Time Does Not Obliterate, Nor Pain Which Death Does Not Terminate.

Nay, What Is Worse, Perhaps Turn Poet, Which, They Say, Is An Infectious And Incurable Distemper.

There Are Only Two Families In The World, My Old Grandmother Used To Say, The Haves And The Have-nots.