Write Down The Thoughts Of The Moment.

There Is No Excellent Beauty That Hath Not Some Strangeness In The Proportion.

Friendship Redoubleth Joys, And Cutteth Griefs In Half.

There Is Nothing Makes A Man Suspect Much, More Than To Know Little.

There Is A Cunning Which We In England Call "the Turning Of The Cat" In The Pan; Which Is, When That Which A Man Says To Another, He Says It As If Another Had Said It To Him.

Those That Want Friends To Open Themselves Unto Are Cannibals Of Their Own Hearts.