Let Age, Not Envy, Draw Wrinkles On

He Who Must Needs Have Company, Must Needs Have Sometimes Bad Company.

The Man Without A Navel Still Lives In Me.

No Man Can Justly Censure Or Condemn Another, Because Indeed No Man Truly Knows Another.

There Is Music Wherever There Is Harmony, Order And Proportion; And Thus Far We May Maintain The Music Of The Spheres; For Those Well Ordered Motions, And Regular Paces, Though They Give No Sound Unto The Ear, Yet To The Understanding They Strike A Note Most Full Of Harmony.

For The World, I Count It Not An Inn, But A Hospital; And A Place Not To Live, But To Die In.