Friends Are Thieves Of Time.

Truth Comes Out Of Error More Readily Than Out Of Confusion.

Children Sweeten Labours. But They Make Misfortune More Bitter. They Increase The Care Of Life. But They Mitigate The Remembrance Of Death. The Perpetuity Of Generation Is Common To Beasts. But Memory, Merit And Noble Works Are Proper To Men. And Surely A Man Shall See The Noblest Works And Foundations Have Proceeded From Childless Men Which Have Sought To Express The Images Of Their Minds Where Those Of Their Bodies Have Failed.

The More A Man Drinketh Of The World, The More It Intoxicateth.

Dreams, And Predictions Of Astrology....ought To Serve But For Winter Talk By The Fireside.

Riches Are For Spending.