The Treason Pleases, But The Traitors Are

Let Us Make Hay While The Sun Shines.

The Poet May Say Or Sing, Not As Things Were, But As They Ought To Have Been; But The Historian Must Pen Them, Not As They Ought To Have Been, But As They Really Were.

The Little Birds Have God For Their Caterer.

No Fathers Or Mothers Think Their Own Children Ugly.

I Believe There's No Proverb But What Is True; They Are All So Many Sentences And Maxims Drawn From Experience, The Universal Mother Of Sciences.