Money Is The Fruit Of Evil, As

No One Hath Seen Beauty In Its Highest Lustre Who Hath Never Seen It In Distress.

He Grew Weary Of This Condescension, And Began To Treat The Opinions Of His Wife With That Haughtiuess And Insolence, Which None But Those Who Deserve Some Contempt Themselves Can Bestow, And Those Only Who Deserve No Contempt Can Bear.

Dancing Begets Warmth, Which Is The Parent Of Wantonness. It Is, Sir, The Great Grandfather Of Cuckoldom.

It Is A Good Maxim To Trust A Person Entirely Or Not At All.

Penny Saved Is A Penny Got.