Religion A Stalking Horse To Shoot Other

Paines To Get, Care To Keep, Feare To Lose.

All That Shakes Falles Not.

Great Business Turns On A Little Pin.

Money, Thou Bane Of Bliss, And Source Of Woe, Whence Cam'st Thou, That Thou Art So Fresh And Fine? I Know Thy Parentage Is Base And Low: Man Found Thee Poor And Dirty In A Mine.

We Batchelors Laugh And Shew Our Teeth, But You Married Men Laugh Till Your Hearts Ake.