The Times Are Never So

As For Rosemary, I Let It Run All Over My Garden Walls, Not Only Because My Bees Love It But Because It Is The Herb Sacred To Remembrance And To Friendship, Whence A Sprig Of It Hath A Dumb Language.

What Though Youth Gave Love And Roses, Age Still Leaves Us Friends And Wine

One Man To Live In Pleasure And Wealth, Whiles All Other Weap And Smart For It, That Is The Part Not Of A King, But Of A Jailor.

It Is Only Natural, Of Course, That Each Man Should Think His Own Opinions Best: The Crow Loves His Fledgling, And The Ape His Cub.

No Living Creature Is Naturally Greedy, Except From Fear Of Want - Or In The Case Of Human Beings, From Vanity, The Notion That You're Better Than People If You Can Display More Superfluous Property Than They Can.