It Is In Man's Heart That The

Not All The Subtilties Of Metaphysics Can Make Me Doubt A Moment Of The Immortality Of The Soul, And Of A Beneficent Providence. I Feel It, I Believe It, I Desire It, I Hope It, And Will Defend It To My Last Breath.

Abstract Truth Is The Eye Of Reason.

Temperance And Labor Are The Two Best Physicians Of Man; Labor Sharpens The Appetite, And Temperance Prevents From Indulging To Excess

Nature Never Deceives Us; It Is We Who Deceive Ourselves.

Or, Rather, Let Us Be More Simple And Less Vain.