Oh! Blame Not The Bard.

In Utopia, Where Every Man Has A Right To Everything, They All Know That If Care Is Taken To Keep The Public Stores Full, No Private Man Can Want Anything; For Among Them There Is No Unequal Distribution, So That No Man Is Poor, None In Necessity; And Though No Man Has Anything, Yet They Are All Rich; For What Can Make A Man So Rich As To Lead A Serene And Cheerful Life, Free From Anxieties.

They Have No Lawyers Among Them, For They Consider Them As A Sort Of People Whose Profession It Is To Disguise Matters.

A Pretty Face May Be Enough To Catch A Man, But It Takes Character And Good Nature To Hold Him.

To Love God, Which Was A Thing Far Excelling All The Cunning That Is Possible For Us In This Life To Obtain.

It's A Poor Doctor Who Can't Cure One Disease Without Giving You Another.