If Wishes Were Horses, Beggars Might Ride.

A Wonder Then It Must Needs Be,-that There Should Be Any Man Found So Stupid And Forsaken Of Reason As To Persuade Himself, That This Most Beautiful And Adorned World Was Or Could Be Produced By The Fortuitous Concourse Of Atoms.

Listeners Ne'er Hear Good Of Themselves.

An Ass Is Beautiful To An Ass, And A Pig Is Beautiful To A Pig.

He That Preaches War Is The Devil's Chaplain.

Manners Make Often Fortunes.