Gently To Hear, Kindly To Judge.

'tis Not Enough To Help The Feeble Up, But To Support Them After.

You Must Not Think That We Are Made Of Stuff So Fat And Dull That We Can Let Our Beard Be Shook With Danger And Think It Pastime.

Love Will Not Be Spurred To What It Loathes

Have More Than Thou Showest, Speak Less Than Thou Knowest, Lend Less Than Thou Owest.

No, No; 'tis All Men's Office To Speak Patience To Those That Wring Under The Load Of Sorrow, But No Man's Virtue Nor Sufficiency To Be So Moral When He Shall Endure The Like Himself. Therefore Give Me No Counsel: My Griefs Cry Louder Than Advertisement.