Mighty Things From Small Beginnings Grow.

A Brave Man Scorns To Quarrel Once A Day; Like Hectors In At Every Petty Fray.

There Is An Inimitable Grace In Virgil's Words, And In Them Principally Consists That Beauty Which Gives So Inexpressible A Pleasure To Him Who Best Understands Their Force. This Diction Of His, I Must Once Again Say, Is Never To Be Copied; And Since It Cannot, He Will Appear But Lame In The Best Translation.

The Thought Of Being Nothing After Death Is A Burden Insupportable To A Virtuous Man.

The End Of Satire Is The Amendment Of Vices By Correction; And He Who Writes Honestly Is No More An Enemy To The Offender Than The Physician To The Patient When He Prescribes Harsh Remedies.

He Who Trusts A Secret To His Servant Makes His Own Man His Master.