Troubles Take Wing For The Man Who

All Women Are Good - Good For Nothing, Or Good For Something.

The Virtuous Woman Must Be Treated Like A Relic - Adored, But Not Handled; She Should Be Guarded And Prized, Like A Fine Flower-garden, The Beauty And Fragrance Of Which The Owner Allows Others To Enjoy Only At A Distance, And Through Iron Walls.

Fear Has Many Eyes And Can See Things Underground.

It Is Better That A Judge Should Lean On The Side Of Compassion Than Severity.

The Woman Who Is Resolved To Be Respected Can Make Herself Be So Even Amidst An Army Of Soldiers.