Truth Is The Highest Thing That Man

He Who Accepts His Poverty Unhurt I'd Say Is Rich Although He Lacked A Shirt. But Truly Poor Are They Who Whine And Fret And Covet What They Cannot Hope To Get.

For Tyme Ylost May Nought Recovered Be.

Strike While The Iron Is Hot.

And Gladly Wolde He Lerne, And Gladly Teche.

Make A Virtue Of Necessity.