A Virtuous And Industrious People

Every Pot Must Sit On Its Own Bottom.

In Truth I Found Myself Incorrigible With Respect To Order; And Now I Am Grown Old, And My Memory Bad, I Feel Very Sensibly The Want Of It.

Let Thy Vices Die Before Thee.

A Full Belly Makes A Dull Brain: The Muses Starve In A Cook's Shop.

He That Drinks His Cyder Alone, Let Him Catch His Horse Alone.