It Is A Great Plague

Slander-mongers And Those Who Listen To Slander, If I Had My Way, Would All Be Strung Up, The Talkers By The Tongue, The Listeners By The Ears.

We Are Pouring Our Words Into A Sieve, And Lose Our Labor. [lat., In Pertusum Ingerimus Dicta Dolium, Operam Ludimus.]

What Is Thine Is Mine, And All Mine Is Thine. [lat., Quod Tuum'st Meum'st; Omne Meum Est Autem Tuum.]

A Woman Smells Well When She Smells Of Nothing.

Practice Yourself What You Preach.