He That, When He Should Not, Spends

Negligence Is The Rust Of The Soul That Corrodes Through All Her Best Resolves.

Arrogance Is A Weed Which Grows Upon A Dunghill; It Is From The Rankness Of The Soil That She Has Her Height And Spreadings: Witness, Clowns, Fools, And Fellows, Who From Nothing, Are Lifted Up Some Few Steps On Fortune's Ladder: Where, Seeing The Glorious Representment Of Honour Above Them, They Are So Eager To Embrace It, That They Strive To Leap Thither At Once, And By Over-reaching Themselves In The Way, They Fail Of The End, And Fall.

By Gaming We Lose Both Our Time And Treasure - Two Things Most Precious To The Life Of Man.

I Love The Man That Is Modestly Valiant; That Stirs Not Till He Most Needs, And Then To Purpose. A Continued Patience I Commend Not.

Discontents Are Sometimes The Better Part Of Our Life. I Know Not Well Which Is The Most Useful; Joy I May Choose For Pleasure, But Adversities Are The Best For Profit; And Sometimes Those Do So Far Help Me, As I Should, Without Them, Want Much Of The Joy I Have.