Every Stroke Our Fury Strikes Is Sure

If A Civil Word Or Two Will Render A Man Happy, He Must Be A Wretch Indeed Who Will Not Tell Them To Him.

The Wisdom Of Nations Lies In Their Proverbs, Which Are Brief And Pithy.

The Usefulest Truths Are The Plainest.

For Disappointments, That Come Not By Our Own Folly, They Are The Trials Or Corrections Of Heaven: And It Is Our Own Fault, If They Prove Not Our Advantage.

Love Grows. Lust Wastes By Enjoyment, And The Reason Is, That One Springs From An Union Of Souls, And The Other From An Union Of Sense.