If we can possibly avoid wrecking this little planet of ours, we will, But-there must be risks! There must be. In experimental work there always are!

Take the gentle path.

In cloths cheap handsomeness, doth bear the bell.

Hee that bewailes himselfe hath the cure in his hands.

None is offended but by himselfe.

Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.

Praise day at night, and life at the end.