Neither Despise Nor Oppose What Thou Dost

Content Not Thyself That Thou Art Virtuous In The General; For One Link Being Wanting, The Chain Is Defective.

Not To Be Provok'd Is Best: But If Mov'd, Never Correct Till The Fume Is Spent; For Every Stroke Our Fury Strikes, Is Sure To Hit Our Selves At Last.

A Good End Cannot Sanctify Evil Means; Nor Must We Ever Do Evil, That Good May Come Of It.

Perfect Love Casteth Out Fear.

Death Then, Being The Way And Condition Of Life, We Cannot Love To Live If We Cannot Bear To Die.