Great Peace Is Found In Little Busy-ness.

The Guilty Think All Talk Is Of Themselves.

For Many A Pasty Have You Robbed Of Blood, And Many A Jack Of Dover Have You Sold That Has Been Heated Twice And Twice Grown Cold. From Many A Pilgrim Have You Had Christ's Curse, For Of Your Parsley They Yet Fare The Worse, Which They Have Eaten With Your Stubble Goose; For In Your Shop Full Many A Fly Is Loose.

Truth Is The Highest Thing That Man May Keep.

What Is Better Than Wisdom? Woman. And What Is Better Than A Good Woman? Nothing.

I Am Right Sorry For Your Heavinesse.