I Seek No Better Warrant Than My

Whoever Gossips To You Will Gossip About You.

The Lightsome Countenance Of A Friend Giveth Such An Inward Decking To The House Where It Lodgeth, As Proudest Palaces Have Cause To Envy The Gilding.

And Thou My Minde Aspire To Higher Things; Grow Rich In That Which Never Taketh Rust.

All Is But Lip-wisdom Which Wants Experience.

For As Much As To Understand And To Be Mighty Are Great Qualities, The Higher That They Be, They Are So Much The Less To Be Esteemed If Goodness Also Abound Not In The Possessor.