The Prudent Man Really Frames His Own

Slander-mongers And Those Who Listen To Slander, If I Had My Way, Would All Be Strung Up, The Talkers By The Tongue, The Listeners By The Ears.

This Is The Great Fault Of Wine; It First Trips Up The Feet: It Is A Cunning Wrestler.

A Mouse Does Not Rely On Just One Hole.

It Is Good To Love In A Moderate Degree; To Distraction, It Is Not Good; But To Love To Entire Distraction, Is The Thing That My Master's Doing.

It Is Difficult To Fly Without Wings.