In Business, Three Things Are Necessary: Knowledge,

How Many Would Die Did Not Hope Sustain Them.

He Who Would Be Singular In His Apparel Had Need Have Something Superlative To Balance That Affectation.

Virtue Were A Kind Of Misery If Fame Were All The Garland That Crowned Her.

When I But Hear Her Sing, I Fare Like One That Raised, Holds His Ear To Some Bright Star In The Supremest Round; Through Which, Besides The Light That's Seen There May Be Heard, From Heaven Within, The Rests Of Anthems, That The Angels Sound.

God Has Made No One Absolute.