Hee That Blowes In The Dust Fills

He Carries Well, To Whom It Waighes Not. [he Carries Well, To Whomit Weighs Not.]

Good Is The Mora That Makes All Sure.

That Is Not Good Language Which All Understand Not.

Better A Snotty Child, Then His Nose Wip'd Off.

The Bit That One Eates, No Friend Makes.