Adversity Makes Strange Bedfellows.

The Apparel Oft Proclaims The Man.

I Am A Jew: Hath Not A Jew Eyes? Hath Not A Jew Hands, Organs, Dimensions, Senses, Affections, Passions? Fed With Die Same Food, Hurt With The Same Weapons, Subject To The Same Diseases, Healed By The Same Means, Warmed And Cooled By The Same Winter And Summer, As A Christian Is?

The Deep Of Night Is Crept Upon Our Talk, And Nature Must Obey Necessity.

A Heavy Heart Bears Not A Nimble Tongue.

I Am As Vigilant As A Cat To Steal Cream.