There Were But Two Families

I Would Do What I Pleased, And Doing What I Pleased, I Should Have My Will, And Having My Will, I Should Be Contented; And When One Is Contented, There Is No More To Be Desired; And When There Is No More To Be Desired, There Is An End Of It.

All Persons Are Not Discreet Enough To Know How To Take Things By The Right Handle.

But My Thoughts Ran A Wool-gathering; And I Did Like The Countryman, Who Looked For His Ass While He Was Mounted On His Back.

It Is Impossible For Good Or Evil To Last Forever; And Hence It Follows That The Evil Having Lasted So Long, The Good Must Be Now Nigh At Hand.

I Never Thrust My Nose Into Other Men's Porridge. It Is No Bread And Butter Of Mine; Every Man For Himself, And God For Us All.