In My Time, The Follies Of The

Error Is Always Talkative.

Alas! The Joys That Fortune Brings Are Trifling, And Decay, And Those Who Prize The Trifling Things, More Trifling Still Than They.

Both Wit And Understanding Are Trifles Without Integrity.

If You Don't Ask Me Questions, I Can't Give You An Untrue Answer.

He Cast Off His Friends As A Huntsman His Pack, For He Knew When He Pleas'd He Could Whistle Them Back.