Good Men Are The Stars, The Planets

Get Money, Still Get Money, Boy, No Matter By What Means.

Minds That Are Great And Free, Should Not On Fortune Pause: 'tis Crown Enough To Virtue Still, Her Own Applause.

You Are Not Now To Think What's Best To Do, As In Beginnings, But What Must Be Done, Being Thus Enter'd; And Slip No Advantage That May Secure You. Let Them Call It Mischief; When It Is Past, And Prosper'd , 'twill Be Virtue.

... The Best Pilots Have Need Of Mariners, Besides Sails, Anchor And Other Tackle.

They, Who Know No Evil, Will Suspect None.