All Censure Of A Man's Self Is

Life Is Barren Enough Surely With All Her Trappings; Let Us Be Therefore Cautious Of How We Strip Her.

The Resolution Of The Combat Is Seldom Equal To The Vehemence Of The Charge.

Unintelligible Language Is A Lantern Without A Light.

Foppery Is Never Cured; It Is The Bad Stamina Of The Mind, Which, Like Those Of The Body, Are Never Rectified; Once A Coxcomb Always A Coxcomb.

No Man Likes To Live Under The Eye Of Perpetual Disapprobation.