Painting Is Silent Poetry, And Poetry Is

The Drop Hollows Out The Stone Not By Strength, But By Constant Falling.

When Malice Is Joined To Envy, There Is Given Forth Poisonous And Feculent Matter, As Ink From The Cuttle-fish.

It Is A Hard Matter, My Fellow Citizens, To Argue With The Belly, Since It Has No Ears.

Archimedes Had Stated, That Given The Force, Any Given Weight Might Be Moved; And Even Boasted That If There Were Another Earth, By Going Into It He Could Remove This.

When The Strong Box Contains No More Both Friends And Flatterers Shun The Door.