Lust is an enemy to the purse, a foe to the person, a canker to the mind, a corrosive to the conscience, a weakness of the wit, a besotter of the senses, and finally, a mortal bane to all the body.

There is no book so bad that some good can not be got out of it.

We neglect those things which are under our very eyes, and heedless of things within our grasp, pursue those which are afar off.

The best plan is to profit by the folly of others.

Many dishes bring many diseases.

No book so bad but some part may be of use.

Lust is an enemy to the purse, a foe to the person, a canker to the mind, a corrosive to the conscience, a weakness of the wit, a besotter of the senses, and finally, a mortal bane to all the body.