Beware The Fury Of A Patient Man.

'tis A Good Thing To Laugh At Any Rate; And If A Straw Can Tickle A Man, It Is An Instrument Of Happiness.

Better One Suffer Than A Nation Grieve.

Much Malice Mingled With A Little Wit Perhaps May Censure This Mysterious Writ.

I Never Saw Any Good That Came Of Telling Truth.

Want Is A Bitter And A Hateful Good, Because Its Virtues Are Not Understood; Yet Many Things, Impossible To Thought, Have Been By Need To Full Perfection Brought. The Daring Of The Soul Proceeds From Thence, Sharpness Of Wit, And Active Diligence; Prudence At Once, And Fortitude It Gives; And, If In Patience Taken, Mends Our Lives.