Art Hath An Enemy Call'd Ignorance .

If All You Boast Of Your Great Art Be True; Sure, Willing Poverty Lives Most In You.

As It Is A Great Point Of Art, When Our Matter Requires It, To Enlarge And Veer Out All Sail, So To Take It In And Contract It Is Of No Less Praise When The Argument Doth Ask It.

Drink Today, And Drown All Sorrow; You Shall Perhaps Not Do It Tomorrow; Best, While You Have It, Use Your Breath; There Is No Drinking After Death.

There Is No Greater Hell Than To Be A Prisoner Of Fear.

Woman, The More Careful She Is About Her Face, The More Careless About Her House.