The Joys Of Parents Are Secret, And

Boldness Is Ever Blind, For It Sees Not Dangers And Inconveniences Whence It Is Bad In Council Though Good In Execution.

He That Seeketh To Be Eminent Amongst Able Men Hath A Great Task; But That Is Ever Good For The Public. But He That Plots To Be The Only Figure Amongst Ciphers Is The Decay Of A Whole Age.

Friendship Redoubleth Joys, And Cutteth Griefs In Half.

The Breath Of Flowers Is Far Sweeter In The Air Than In The Hand.

Death Is A Friend Of Ours; And He That Is Not Ready To Entertain Him Is Not At Home.