The True Law Of The Race Is

Tears Are The Natural Penalties Of Pleasure. It Is A Law That We Should Pay For All That We Enjoy.

To Make Punishments Efficacious, Two Things Are Necessary. They Must Never Be Disproportioned To The Offence, And They Must Be Certain.

There Is A Native Baseness In The Ambition Which Seeks Beyond Its Desert, That Never Shows More Conspicuously Than When, No Matter How, It Temporarily Gains Its Object.

Most Men Remember Obligations, But Not Often To Be Grateful; The Proud Are Made Sour By The Remembrance And The Vain Silent.

Vanity May Be Likened To The Smooth-skinned And Velvet-footed Mouse, Nibbling About Forever In Expectation Of A Crumb; While Self-esteem Is Too Apt To Take The Likeness Of The Huge Butcher's Dog, Who Carries Off Your Steaks, And Growls At You As Be Goes.