Fools Are Not Mad Folks.

What Valor Were It, When A Cur Doth Grin, For One To Thrust His Hand Between His Teeth, When He Might Spurn Him With His Foot Away?

Give It An Understanding, But No Tongue.

My Crown Is Called Content, A Crown That Seldom Kings Enjoy.

Love For Thy Love , And Hand For Hand I Give.

Love Is Blind, It Stops Lovers Seeing The Silly Things They Do.