He That Riseth Betimes Hath Some Thing

He That Knows Nothing Doubts Nothing.

Money, Thou Bane Of Bliss, And Source Of Woe, Whence Cam'st Thou, That Thou Art So Fresh And Fine? I Know Thy Parentage Is Base And Low: Man Found Thee Poor And Dirty In A Mine.

The House Is A Fine House, When Good Folks Are Within.

The Slothful Is The Servant Of The Counters.

Honor And Profit Lie Not All In One Sack.