I Hold Every Man A Debtor To

Many A Man's Strength Is In Opposition, And When He Faileth, He Grows Out Of Use.

Truth Is A Naked And Open Daylight, That Does Not Show The Masques, And Mummeries, And Triumphs Of The World, Half So Stately And Daintily As Candle-lights. . . A Mixture Of A Lie Doth Ever Add Pleasure

Believe Not Much Them That Seem To Despise Riches, For They Despise Them That Despair Of Them.

I Hold Every Man A Debtor To His Profession.

Beauty Itself Is But The Sensible Image Of The Infinite.