It Is Folly Alone That

Now What Else Is The Whole Life Of Mortals, But A Sort Of Comedy In Which The Various Actors, Disguised By Various Costumes And Masks, Walk On And Play Each Ones Part Until The Manager Walks Them Off The Stage?

What Passes Out Of One's Mouth Passes Into A Hundred Ears. It Is A Great Misfortune Not To Have Sense Enough To Speak Well.

It Hardly Needs Explaining At Length, I Think, How Much Authority Or Beauty Is Added To Style By The Timely Use Of Proverbs. In The First Place Who Does Not See What Dignity They Confer On Style By Their Antiquity Alone?... And So To Interweave Adages Deftly And Appropriately Is To Make The Language As A Whole Glitter With Sparkles From Antiquity, Please Us With The Colours Of The Art Of Rhetoric, Gleam With Jewel-like Words Of Wisdom, And Charm Us With Titbits Of Wit And Humour.

I Put Up With This Church, In The Hope That One Day It Will Become Better, Just As It Is Constrained To Put Up With Me In The Hope That I Will Become Better.

War Is Delightful For Those Who Don't Know It