Where The Greater Malady Is Fixed, The

Bid The Dishonest Man Mend Himself; If He Mend, He Is No Longer Dishonest.

We Cannot All Be Masters.

Thou Hast The Most Unsavoury Similes.

This Rudeness Is A Sauce To His Good Wit, Which Gives Men Stomach To Digest His Words With Better Appetite.

No Profit Grows Where No Pleasure Is Taken.