Truth Is The Daughter Of Time, Not

Nature, To Be Commanded, Must Be Obeyed.

There Is No Secrecy Comparable To Celerity.

Truth Is A Naked And Open Daylight, That Does Not Show The Masques, And Mummeries, And Triumphs Of The World, Half So Stately And Daintily As Candle-lights. . . A Mixture Of A Lie Doth Ever Add Pleasure

Books Will Speak Plain When Counselors Blanch.

Believe Not Much Them That Seem To Despise Riches, For They Despise Them That Despair Of Them.