A Closed Mouth Catches No Flies.

The Pen Is The Tongue Of The Mind.

For The Army Is A School In Which The Miser Becomes Generous, And The Generous Prodigal; Miserly Soldiers Are Like Monsters, But Very Rarely Seen.

The Foolish Sayings Of The Rich Pass For Wise Saws In Society.

I Had Rather Munch A Crust Of Brown Bread And An Onion In A Corner, Without Any More Ado Or Ceremony, Than Feed Upon Turkey At Another Man?s Table, Where One Is Fain To Sit Mincing And Chewing His Meat An Hour Together, Drink Little, Be Always Wiping His Fingers And His Chops, And Never Dare To Cough Nor Sneeze, Though He Has Never So Much A Mind To It, Nor Do A Many Things Which A Body May Do Freely By One?s Self.

He Who Has The Judge For His Father Goes Into Court With An Easy Mind.