One May Be Humble Out Of Pride.

Difficulty Is A Coin The Learned Make Use Of Like Jugglers, To Conceal The Inanity Of Their Art.

The Man Who Thinks He Knows Does Not Yet Know What Knowing Is

It Is The Part Of Cowardliness, And Not Of Virtue, To Seek To Squat Itself In Some Hollow Lurking Hole, Or To Hide Herself Under Some Massive Tomb, Thereby To Shun The Strokes Of Fortune.

God Sends The Cold According To The Coat.

There Is No Passion So Much Transports The Sincerity Of Judgment As Doth Anger