Weed Your Better Judgments Of All Opinion

Foolery, Sir, Does Walk About The Orb Like The Sun; It Shines Everywhere.

He Jests At Scars That Never Felt A Wound.

Love All, Trust A Few, Do Wrong To None.

That Which Ordinary Men Are Fit For, I Am Qualified In. And The Best Of Me Is Diligence.

With Mirth And Laughter Let Old Wrinkles Come.