A prince indebted is a fortune made.
They only babble who practise not reflection
A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
Be wise today; 'tis madness to defer. Next day the fatal precedent will plead; thus on, til wisdom is pushed our of life.
'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven.
Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.