Good Reasons Must Of Force Give Place

Profit Is A Blessing, If It's Not Stolen.

Every Inordinate Cup Is Unbless'd, And The Ingredient Is A Devil.

Give Them Great Meals Of Beef And Iron And Steel, They Will Eat Like Wolves And Fight Like Devils.

Good God, The Souls Of All My Tribe Defend From Jealousy!

The Hand Of Little Employment Hath The Daintier Sense.