Do All Men Kill The Things They

O, When She's Angry, She Is Keen And Shrewd! She Was A Vixen When She Went To School; And Though She Be But Little, She Is Fierce.

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

They Are Sick That Surfeit With Too Much, As They That Starve With Nothing.

Full Oft We See Cold Wisdom Waiting On Superfluous Folly.

Better Three Hours Too Soon, Than One Hour To Late.