Fear Guides More Than Gratitude.

The Fortunate Circumstances Of Our Lives Are Generally Found, At Last, To Be Of Our Own Producing.

Take A Dollar From A Thousand And It Will Be A Thousand No More.

The Man Recovered Of The Bite, The Dog It Was That Died.

Alas! The Joys That Fortune Brings Are Trifling, And Decay, And Those Who Prize The Trifling Things, More Trifling Still Than They.

And Still They Gazed, And Still The Wonder Grew, That One Small Head Could Carry All He Knew.