I Drink No More Than A Sponge.

It Is Quite A Common And Vulgar Thing Among Humans To Understand, Foresee, Know And Predict The Troubles Of Others. But Oh What A Rare Thing It Is To Predict, Know, Foresee And Understand One's Own Troubles.

To Good And True Love, Fear Is Forever Affixed.

Tell The Truth And Shame The Devil.

Languages Exist By Arbitrary Institutions And Conventions Among Peoples; Words, As The Dialecticians Tell Us, Do Not Signify Naturally, But At Our Pleasure.

A Habit Does Not A Monk Make.