Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melanchol >>
Nothing profits more than self-esteem, grounded on what is just and ri >>
Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a certain potency >>
He is a great simpleton who imagines that the chief power of wealth is >>
Rich people without wisdom and learning are but sheep with golden flee >>
The odious and disgusting aristocracy of wealth is built upon the ruin >>
Let none admire that riches grow in hell; that soil may best deserve the precious bane.