He That Is Rich Is Wise, And

Fear Of Danger Is Ten Thousand Times More Terrifying Than Danger Itself.

No Shoots, Says Friday, No Yet, Me Shoot Now, Me No Kill; Me Stay, Give You One More Laugh.

No Man Of Common Sense Will Value A Woman The Less, For Not Giving Herself Up At The First Attack, Or For Not Accepting His Proposal Without Enquiring Into His Person Or Character; On The Contrary, He Must Think Her The Weakest Of All Creatures In The World, As The Rate Of Men Now Goes; In Short, He Must Have A Very Contemptible Opinion Of Her Capacities, Nay, Even Of Her Understanding, That Having But One Cast For Her Life, Shall Cast That Life Away At Once, And Make Matrimony Like Death, Be A Leap In The Dark.

I Smil'd To My Self At The Sight Of This Money, O Drug! Said I Aloud, What Art Thou Good For? Thou Art Not Worth To Me, No Not The Taking Off Of The Ground, One Of Those Knives Is Worth All This Heap, I Have No Manner Of Use For Thee, E'en Remain Where Thou Art, And Go To The Bottom As A Creature Whose Life Is Not Worth Saving. However, Upon Second Thoughts, I Took It Away.

All The Good Things Of The World Are No Further Good To Us Than As They Are Of Use; And Of All We May Heap Up We Enjoy Only As Much As We Can Use, And No More.