To Those We Love Best We Say

A Multitude Of Words Doth Rather Obscure Than Illustrate, They Being A Burden To The Memory, And The First Apt To Be Forgotten, Before We Come To The Last. So That He That Uses Many Words For The Explaining Of Any Subject, Doth, Like The Cuttle-fish, Hide Himself, For The Most Part, In His Own Ink.

A Joy That's Shared Is A Joy Made Double.

Ndustry Is Fortune's Right Hand, And Frugality Her Left.

He Dances Well To Whom Fortune Pipes.

Never Meet Trouble Half-way.