Money Wants No Followers.

Lie Not, Neither To Thyself, Nor Man, Nor God. Let Mouth And Heart Be One; Beat And Speak Together, And Make Both Felt In Action. It Is For Cowards To Lie.

A Blustering Night, A Faire Day. [a Blustering Night, A Fair Day.]

The Death Of A Young Wolfe Doth Never Come Too Soon.

Sweet Discourse Makes Short Daies And Nights. [sweet Discourse Makes Short Days And Nights.]

After So Many Deaths I Live And Write.