Friends Are Thieves Of Time.

I Hold Every Man A Debtor To His Profession; From The Which As Men Of Course Do Seek To Receive Countenance And Profit, So Ought They Of Duty To Endeavor Themselves, By Way Of Amends, To Be A Help And Ornament Thereunto.

In One And The Same Fire, Clay Grows Hard And Wax Melts.

Images Also Help Me Find And Realise Ideas. I Look At Hundreds Of Very Different, Contrasting Images And I Pinch Details From Them, Rather Like People Who Eat From Other People`s Plates.

The Fortune Which Nobody Sees Makes A Person Happy And Unenvied.

Things Alter For The Worse Spontaneously, If They Be Not Altered For The Better Designedly.