The stones that critics hurl with harsh intent, a man may use to build his monument.

A Man consumes the Time you make him Wait In thinking of your Faults-so don't be late!

The stones that critics hurl with harsh intent, a man may use to build his monument.

It takes a bee to get the honey out

I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals

Scheme not to make what's Another's your own; Be not a Dog for the sake of a Bone.

Porcupine, whom one must Handle, glove'd, May be Respected, but is never Loved.