But If You'll Prosper, Mark What I

As With Narrow-necked Bottles; The Less They Have In Them, The More Noise They Make In Pouring Out.

Be Niggards Of Advice On No Pretense; For The Worst Avarice Is That Of Sense.

Tis All In Vain To Keep A Constant Pother About One Vice And Fall Into Another.

There Is A Certain Majesty In Simplicity Which Is Far Above All The Quaintness Of Wit.

An Excuse Is Worse And More Terrible Than A Lie; For An Excuse Is A Lie Guarded.