Court a mistress, she denies you; let her alone, she will court you.

The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.

Popular men, They must create strange monsters, and then quell them, To make their arts seem something.

Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink

Books are faithful repositories, which may be awhile neglected or forgotten, but when they are opened again, will again impart their instruction.

Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow; Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death.

Let argument bear no unmusical sound.