Smooth Runs The Water Where The Brook

The Dullness Of The Fool Is The Whetstone Of The Wits.

Give Every Man Thine Ear, But Few Thy Voice; Take Each Man's Censure, But Reserve Thy Judgment.

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.

Let Me Be Ignorant, And In Nothing Good, But Graciously To Know I Am No Better.

The Play's The Thing.