Wine Taken In Moderation Never Does Any

The Man Who Is Prepared Has His Battle Half Fought.

God Who Gives The Wound Gives The Salve.

The Guts Carry The Feet, Not The Feet The Guts.

Modesty, Tis A Virtue Not Often Found Among Poets, For Almost Every One Of Them Thinks Himself The Greatest In The World.

Poesy Is A Beauteous Damsel, Chaste, Honourable, Discreet, Witty, Retired, And Who Keeps Herself Within The Limits Of Propriety. She Is A Friend Of Solitude; Fountains Entertain Her, Meadows Console Her, Woods Free Her From Ennui, Flowers Delight Her; In Short, She Gives Pleasure And Instruction To All With Whom She Communicates.