Dry Feet, Warme Head, Bring Safe To

Good Workemen Are Seldome Rich.

In A Good House All Is Quickly Ready.

He That Riseth Betimes Hath Some Thing In His Head.

By All Means Use Sometimes To Be Alone. Salute Thyself: See What Thy Soul Doth Wear.

'it's This Accursed Science,' I Cried. 'it's The Very Devil. The Mediaeval Priests And Persecutors Were Right, And The Moderns Are All Wrong. You Tamper With It-and It Offers You Gifts. And Directly You Take Them It Knocks You To Pieces In Some Unexpected Way.'