Who Spits Against Heaven, It Falls In

Pursue Not A Victory Too Far. He Hath Conquered Well That Hath Made His Enemy Fly; Thou Mayest Beat Him To A Desperate Resistance, Which May Ruin Thee.

We Must Love, As Looking One Day To Hate.

Fooles Give To Please All But Their Owne.

Thinke Of Ease, But Worke On.

Hee That Labours And Thrives Spins Gold.