Those Move Easiest Who Have Learn'd To

In Lazy Apathy Let Stoics Boast, Their Virtue Fixed, 'tis Fixed As In A Frost.

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

Wretches Hang That Jurymen May Dine.

Men, Some To Business, Some To Pleasure Take; But Every Woman Is At Heart A Rake.

Offend Her, And She Knows Not To Forgive; Oblige Her, And She'll Hate You While You Live.