To The Counsel Of Fools A Wooden

He That Will Not Have Peace, God Gives Him Warre. [he That Will Not Have Peace, God Gives Him War.]

True Beauty Lives On High. Ours Is But A Flame Borrowed Thence.

On Painting And Fighting Looke Aloofe. [on Painting And Fighting Look Aloof.]

Whatever Is Made By The Hand Of Man, By The Hand Of Man May Be Overturned.

Money Refused Loose Its Brightness.