Error is a hardy plant; it flourisheth in every soil; In the heart of the wise and good, alike with the wicked and foolish; For there is no error so crooked, but it hath in it some lines of truth.

Humility mainly becometh the converse of man with his Maker.

Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.

Speech is reason's brother, and a kingly prerogative of man.

A juggler's skill hath been long years alearning.

Spurn not a seeming error, but dig below its surface for the truth.

Deceit and treachery skulk with hatred, but an honest spirit flieth with anger.