Heaven's Help Is Better Than

And Thus Being Totally Preoccupied, He Rode So Slowly That The Sun Was Soon Glowing With Such Intense Heat That It Would Have Melted His Brains, If He'd Had Any.

Drink Moderately, For Drunkeness Neither Keeps A Secret, Nor Observes A Promise.

Comparisons Are Odious.

The Wicked Are Always Ungrateful.

Every Production Must Resemble Its Author.