The Wretched Have No Friends.

Wit Will Shine Through The Harsh Cadence Of A Rugged Line.

Bold Knaves Thrive Without One Grain Of Sense, But Good Men Starve For Want Of Impudence.

An Ugly Woman In A Rich Habit Set Out With Jewels Nothing Can Become.

I Trade Both With The Living And The Dead, For The Enrichment Of Our Native Language.

All Heiresses Are Beautiful.