Ignorance Can Be Cured, But Stupidity Is

It Is Bad Taste For A Poet To Be Coarse And Hairy.

When The Soldier Returns From The Wars, Even Though He Has White Hair, He Very Soon Finds A Young Wife. But A Woman Has Only One Summer; If She Does Not Make Hay While The Sun Shines, No One Will Afterwards Have Anything To Say To Her, And She Spends Her Days Consulting Oracles That Never Send Her A Husband.

It Should Not Prejudice My Voice That I'm Not Born A Man, If I Say Something Advantageous To The Present Situation. For I'm Taxed Too, And As A Toll Provide Men For The Nation.

Let Each Man Exercise The Art He Knows.

By Words The Mind Is Winged.