The Finest Victory Is To Conquer One's

Nothing Is So Oppressive As A Secret: Women Find It Difficult To Keep One Long; And I Know A Goodly Number Of Men Who Are Women In This Regard.

A Mountain In Labour Shouted So Loud That Everyone, Summoned By The Noise, Ran Up Expecting That She Would Be Delivered Of A City Bigger Than Paris; She Brought Forth A Mouse.

Religious Contention Is The Devil's Harvest.

A Hungry Stomach Cannot Hear.

It Is Impossible To Please All The World And One's Father.