A Good Tale Evil Told Were Better

. . . The State Of Things And The Dispositions Of Men Were Then Such, That A Man Could Not Well Tell Whom He Might Trust Or Whom He Might Fear.

If Honor Were Profitable, Everybody Would Be Honorable.

Whoever Loveth Me, Loveth My Hound.

Two Evils, Greed And Faction Are The Destruction Of All Justice.

See Me Safe Up: For In My Coming Down, I Can Shift For Myself.