Come Not Between The Dragon And His

Melancholy Is The Nurse Of Frenzy.

I Am A True Laborer: I Earn That I Eat, Get That I Wear, Owe No Man Hate, Envy No Man's Happiness, Glad Of Other Men's Good, Content With My Harm.

There Should Be Hours For Necessities, Not For Delights; Times To Repair Our Nature With Comforting Repose, And Not For Us To Waste These Times.

Women May Fail When There Is No Strength In Man

He's Loved Of The Distracted Multitude, Who Like Not In Their Judgement, But Their Eyes.