Love Is The True Price Of Love.

Every Bees Hony Is Sweet.

As The Yeere Is, Your Pot Must Seeth.

Only A Sweet And Virtuous Soul, Like Season'd Timbered, Never Gives; But Though The Whole World Turn To Coal, Then Chiefly Lives.

A Scepter Is One Thing, And A Ladle Another.

Living Well Is The Best Revenge.