A disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.

Passions are the gales of life.

Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favors call; She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all .

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

Let sinful bachelors their woes deplore; full well they merit all they feel, and more: unaw by precepts, human or divine, like birds and beasts, promiscuously they join.

"With ev'ry pleasing, ev'ry prudent part, Say, what can Chloe want?"-She wants a heart.

Do you find yourself making excuses when you do not perform? Shed the excuses and face reality. Excuses are the loser's way out. They will mar your credibility and stunt your personal growth.