The Dainties Of The Great Are The

Quick Beleevers Neede Broad Shoulders.

We Must Recoile A Little, To The End We May Leap The Better.

Religion A Stalking Horse To Shoot Other Foul.

When Thou Dost Tell Another's Jest, Therein Omit The Oaths, Which True Wit Cannot Need; Pick Out Of Tales The Mirth, But Not The Sin.

His Bark Is Worse Than His Bite.