Though Men Can Cover Crimes With Bold,

He That Will Have A Cake Out Of The Wheat Must Tarry The Grinding.

The Sense Of Death Is Most In Apprehension.

That Is Honor's Scorn Which Challenges Itself As Honor's Born And Is Not Like The Sire. Honors Thrive When Rather From Our Acts We Them Derive Than Our Foregoers.

On The Bat’s Back I Do Fly After Summer Merrily.

To Offend And Judge Are Distinct Offices, And Of Opposed Natures.