He That Departs With His Own Honesty

The Devil Is An Ass , I Do Acknowledge It.

Forbear, You Things That Stand Upon The Pinnacles Of State, To Boast Your Slippery Height! When You Do Fall, You Dash Yourselves In Pieces, Ne'er To Rise: And He That Lends You Pity, Is Not Wise.

Tell Troth And Shame The Devil.

God Wisheth None Should Wreck On A Strange Shelf: To Him Man's Dearer Than To Himself.

I Know No Disease Of The Soul But Ignorance, A Pernicious Evil, The Darkener Of Man's Life, The Disturber Of His Reason, And Common Confounder Of Truth.