A Joy That's Shared Is A Joy

Better The Last Smile Than The First Laughter.

The Honester The Man, The Worse Luck.

After A Christmas Comes A Lent.

Guilt Is Always Jealous

A Multitude Of Words Doth Rather Obscure Than Illustrate, They Being A Burden To The Memory, And The First Apt To Be Forgotten, Before We Come To The Last. So That He That Uses Many Words For The Explaining Of Any Subject, Doth, Like The Cuttle-fish, Hide Himself, For The Most Part, In His Own Ink.