Thou Art A Cat, And A Rat,

The Reputation Of A Woman May Also Be Compared To A Mirror Of Crystal, Shining And Bright, But Liable To Be Sullied By Every Breath That Comes Near It.

Necessity Urges Desperate Measures.

Arms Are My Ornaments, Warfare My Repose.

Nothing Costs Less Nor Is Cheaper Than Compliments Of Civility.

Whether The Pitcher Hits The Stone Or The Stone Hits The Pitcher, It Goes Ill With The Pitcher.