Good Wits Jump; A Word To The

Pray, Look Better, Sir... Those Things Yonder Are No Giants, But Windmills.

Truth Indeed Rather Alleviates Than Hurts, And Will Always Bear Up Against Falsehood, As Oil Does Above Water.

I Had Rather Munch A Crust Of Brown Bread And An Onion In A Corner, Without Any More Ado, Or Ceremony, Than Feed Upon Turkey At Another Man's Table.

Love And War Are The Same Thing, And Stratagems And Policy Are As Allowable In The One As In The Other.

The Wise Hand Does Not All The Tongue Dictates.