Pure Innovation Is More Gross Than Error.

For One Heat, All Know, Doth Drive Out Another, One Passion Doth Expel Another Still.

Let Pride Go Afore, Shame Will Follow After.

Archers Ever Have Two Strings To Bow; And Shall Great Cupid (archer Of Archers Both In Men And Women), Be Worse Provided Than A Common Archer?

Blood, Though It Sleep A Time, Yet Never Dies. The Gods On Murtherers Fix Revengeful Eyes.

I Will Neither Yield To The Song Of The Siren Nor The Voice Of The Hyena, The Tears Of The Crocodile Nor The Howling Of The Wolf.