Modesty Is Policy, No Less Than Virtue.

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.

Ambition Is Frequently The Only Refuge Which Life Has Left To The Denied Or Mortified Affections. We Chide At The Grasping Eye, The Daring Wing, The Soul That Seems To Thirst For Sovereignty Only, And Know Not That The Flight Of This Ambitious Bird Has Been From A Bosom Or Home That Is Filled With Ashes.

To Feel Oppressed By Obligation Is Only To Prove That We Are Incapable Of A Proper Sentiment Of Gratitude. To Receive Favors From The Unworthy Is Simply To Admit That Our Selfishness Is Superior To Our Pride. Most Men Remember Obligations, But Not Often To Be Grateful For Them. The Proud Are Made Sour By The Remembrance And The Vain Silent.

Tact Is One Of The First Of Mental Virtues, The Absence Of Which Is Frequently Fatal To The Best Of Talents. Without Denying That It Is A Talent Of Itself, It Will Suffice If We Admit That It Supplies The Place Of Many Talents.

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