In The Performance Of A Good Action,

Our Erected Wit Maketh Us To Know What Perfection Is.

Fearfulness, Contrary To All Other Vices, Maketh A Man Think The Better Of Another, The Worse Of Himself.

Gold Can Gild A Rotten Stick, And Dirt Sully An Ingot.

Who Will Ever Give Counsel, If The Counsel Be Judged By The Event, And If It Be Not Found Wise, Shall Therefore Be Thought Wicked?

Vice Is But A Nurse Of Agonies.