I Am Wrapped In Dismal Thinking.

Loathsome Canker Lives In Sweetest Bud.

You Know Who You Are, But Know Not Who You Could Be.

An Honest Tale Speeds Best Being Plainly Told.

I Have No Way And Therefore Want No Eyes I Stumbled When I Saw. Full Oft 'tis Seen Our Means Secure Us, And Our Mere Defects Prove Our Commodities.

Rich Honesty Dwells Like A Miser, Sir, In A Poor House; As Your Pearl In Your Foul Oyster.