Ingratitude Is Monstrous.

Things In Motion Sooner Catch The Eye Than What Not Stirs.

You Dull Ass Will Not Mend His Pace With Beating.

Now, My Co-mates And Brothers In Exile, Hath Not Old Custom Made This Life More Sweet Than That Of Painted Pomp? Are Not These Woods More Free From Peril Than The Envious Court?

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh - But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.

Poor And Content, Is Rich And Rich Enough; But Riches, Fineless, Is As Poor As Winter, To Him That Ever Fears He Shall Be Poor.