Worth Begets In Base Minds, Envy; In

Adversity Is The Trial Of Principle. Without It, A Man Hardly Knows Whether He Is Honest Or Not.

A Good Countenance Is A Letter Of Recommendation.

Fear Hath The Common Fault Of A Justice Of Peace, And Is Apt To Conclude Hastily From Every Slight Circumstance, Without Examining The Evidence On Both Sides.

Guilt, On The Contrary, Like A Base Thief, Suspects Every Eye That Beholds Him To Be Privy To His Transgressions, And Every Tongue That Mentions His Name To Be Proclaiming Them.

Yes, I Had Two Strings To My Bow; Both Golden Ones, Egad! And Both Cracked.