Every Bees Hony Is Sweet.

If Thou Do Ill, The Joy Fades, Not The Pains. If Well, The Pain Doth Fade, The Joy Remains.

By All Means Use Sometimes To Be Alone. Salute Thyself: See What Thy Soul Doth Wear.

Bibles Laid Open, Millions Of Surprises.

All Truths Are Not To Be Told.

Take Heed Of A Person Marked, And A Widdow Thrice Married. [take Heed Of A Person Marked, And A Widow Thrice Married.]