The Amity That Wisdom Knits Not, Folly

And Do As Adversaries Do In Law, Strive Mightily, But Eat And Drink As Friends.

The Cheek Is Apter Than The Tongue To Tell An Errand.

The Why Is Plain As Way To Parish Church: He That A Fool Doth Very Wisely Hit Doth Very Foolishly, Although He Smart, Not To Seem Senseless Of The Bob; If Not, The Wise Man's Folly Is Anatomiz'd Even By The Squand'ring Glances Of The Fool.

What We Determine We Often Break. Purpose Is But The Slave To Memory.

Well, Honor Is The Subject Of My Story.