A Woman Smells Well When She Smells

This Is The Great Evil In Wine, It First Seizes The Feet; It Is A Cunning Wrestler. [lat., Magnum Hoc Vitium Vino Est, Pedes Captat Primum; Luctator Dolosu Est.]

Besides That, When Elsewhere The Harvest Of Wheat Is Most Abundant, There It Comes Up Less By One-fourth Than What You Have Sowed. There, Methinks, It Were A Proper Place For Men To Sow Their Wild Oats, Where They Would Not Spring Up.

To Waste One's Breath; To Pump Into A Sieve.

To An Honest Man, It Is An Honor To Have Remembered His Duty.

How Often We See The Greatest Genius Buried In Obscurity!