Vertue And A Trade Are The Best

He That Trusts In A Lie, Shall Perish In Truth.

It's Absurd To Warme One In His Armour.

Let Thy Mind Still Be Bent, Still Plotting, Where, And When, And How Thy Business May Be Done. Slackness Breeds Worms; But The Sure Traveller, Though He Alights Sometimes Still Goeth On.

Mend Your Clothes And You May Hold Out This Year.

Welcome Evill, If Thou Commest Alone. [welcome Evil, If Thou Comest Alone.]