If You Have Overcome Your Inclination And

Slander-mongers And Those Who Listen To Slander, If I Had My Way, Would All Be Strung Up, The Talkers By The Tongue, The Listeners By The Ears.

Besides That, When Elsewhere The Harvest Of Wheat Is Most Abundant, There It Comes Up Less By One-fourth Than What You Have Sowed. There, Methinks, It Were A Proper Place For Men To Sow Their Wild Oats, Where They Would Not Spring Up.

Your Piping-hot Lie Is The Best Of Lies.

Let Deeds Match Words.

Where There Are Friends There Is Wealth.