When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does

Gods Should Not Resemble Men In Their Anger!

It's Not Beauty But Fine Qualities, My Girl, That Keep A Husband.

There Is Nothing More Hostile To A City That A Tyrant, Under Whom In The First And Chiefest Place, There Are Not Laws In Common, But One Man, Keeping The Law Himself To Himself, Has The Sway, And This Is No Longer Equal.

The Stillest Tongue Can Be The Truest Friend.

It's Folly That Women Measure Their Happiness With The Pleasures Of The Bed, But They Do. And When The Pleasure Cools Or Their Man Goes Missing, All They Once Lived For Turns Dark And Hateful.