Pride, Where Wit Fails, Steps In To

Old Men, For The Most Part, Are Like Old Chronicles That Give You Dull But True Accounts Of Times Past, And Are Worth Knowing Only On That Score.

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

Every Professional Was Once An Amateur.

Wholesome Solitude, The Nurse Of Sense!

The Difference Is Too Nice - Where Ends The Virtue Or Begins The Vice.