Let Every Man Mind His Own Business.

All Sorrows Are Less With Bread.

Do You See Over Yonder, Friend Sancho, Thirty Or Forty Hulking Giants? I Intend To Do Battle With Them And Slay Them.

Is It Possible Your Pragmatical Worship Should Not Know That The Comparisons Made Between Wit And Wit, Courage And Courage, Beauty And Beauty, Birth And Birth, Are Always Odious And Ill Taken?.

I Must Speak The Truth, And Nothing But The Truth.

One Swallow Alone Does Not Make A Summer.