Things Are Seldom What They Seem.

If I Can Wheedle A Knife Or A Needle, Why Not A Silver Churn?

I See No Objection To Stoutness, In Moderation.

Posterity Will Know As Little Of Me As I Know Of Posterity.

When The Enterprising Burglar Isn't Burgling; When The Cut-throat Isn't Occupied In Crime; He Loves To Hear The Little Brook A-gurgling; And Listen To The Merry Village Chime.

Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady! Nothing Venture, Nothing Win Blood Is Thick, But Water's Thin In For A Penny, In For A Pound It's Love That Makes The World Go 'round!