He who begs timidly courts a refusal.

It is impossible to imagine anything which better becomes a ruler than mercy.

Happy he whoe'er, content with the common lot, with safe breeze hugs the shore, and, fearing to trust his skiff to the wider sea, with unambitious oar keeps close to the land.

The way to good conduct is never too late.

It is the practice of the multitude to bark at eminent men, as little dogs do at strangers.

Resistance to oppression is second nature.

There is nothing that we can properly call our own but our time, and yet everybody fools us out of it who has a mind to do it. If a man borrows a paltry sum of money, there must needs be bonds and securities, and every common civility is presently charged upon account. But he who has my time thinks he owes me nothing for it, though it be a debt that gratitude itself can never repay.