When Words Are Scarce They Are Seldom

Rich Honesty Dwells Like A Miser, Sir, In A Poor House; As Your Pearl In Your Foul Oyster.

When We Are Born We Cry That We Are Come To This Great Stage Of Fools.

We See Which Way The Stream Of Time Doth Run.

The Cat Will Mew, And Dog Will Have His Day.

I Am A True Laborer: I Earn That I Eat, Get That I Wear, Owe No Man Hate, Envy No Man's Happiness, Glad Of Other Men's Good, Content With My Harm.