Give Every Man Thy Ear, But Few

Tis But A Base, Ignoble Mind That Mounts No Higher Than A Bird Can Soar.

We Must Take The Current When It Serves, Or Lose Our Ventures.

Costly Thy Habit [dress] As Thy Purse Can Buy; But Not Expressed In Fancy - Rich, Not Gaudy. For The Apparel Oft Proclaims The Man.

For As A Surfeit Of The Sweetest Things The Deepest Loathing To The Stomach Brings, Or As Tie Heresies That Men Do Leave Are Hated Most Of Those They Did Deceive, So Thou, My Surfeit And My Heresy, Of All Be Hated, But The Most Of Me!

Let Me Embrace Thee, Sour Adversity, For Wise Men Say It Is The Wisest Course.