The World's An Inn; And I Her

The Suburbs Of Folly Is Vain Mirth, And Profuseness Of Laughter Is The City Of Fools.

Be Neither Too Early In The Fashion, Nor Too Long Out Of It, Nor Too Precisely In It; What Custom Hath Civilized Is Become Decent, Till Then Ridiculous; Where The Eye Is The Jury Thy Apparel Is The Evidence.

Afflictions Clarify The Soul; And Like Hard Masters, Give More Hard Directions, Tutoring The Non-age Of Uncurbed Affections.

Be Very Vigilant Over Thy Child In The April Of His Understanding, Lest The Frost Of May Nip His Blossoms. While He Is A Tender Twig, Straighten Him; Whilst He Is A New Vessel, Season Him; Such As Thou Makest Him, Such Commonly Shall Thou Find Him. Let His First Lesson Be Obedience And His Second Shall Be What Thou Wilt.

If You Desire To Be Magnanimous, Undertake Nothing Rashly, And Fear Nothing Thou Undertakest; Fear Nothing But Infamy; Dare Anything But Injury; The Measure Of Magnanimity Is Neither To Be Rash Nor Timorous.