Marry In Haste, Repent At Leisure.

Discretion Is The Perfection Of Reason, And A Guide To Us In All The Duties Of Life.

Honour Is A Homicide And A Bloodspiller, That Gangs About Making Frays In The Street; But Credit Is A Decent Honest Man, That Sits At Hame And Makes The Pat Play.

Sordid Selfishness Doth Contract And Narrow Our Benevolence, And Cause Us, Like Serpents, To Infold Ourselves Within Ourselves, And To Turn Out Our Stings To The Entire World Besides.

A Christmas Gambol Oft Could Cheer The Poor Man's Heart Through Half The Year.

Fair Play Is A Jewel.