The Fish Adores The Bait.

'it's This Accursed Science,' I Cried. 'it's The Very Devil. The Mediaeval Priests And Persecutors Were Right, And The Moderns Are All Wrong. You Tamper With It-and It Offers You Gifts. And Directly You Take Them It Knocks You To Pieces In Some Unexpected Way.'

The Smith And His Penny Both Are Black.

The Honey Is Sweet, But The Bee Stings.

The Mouse That Hath But One Hole Is Quickly Taken.

Favour Will As Surely Perish As Life.