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The Learned Fool Writes His Nonsense In Better Language Than The Unlearned, But It Is Still Nonsense.

Better Is Little With The Fear Of The Lord, Than Great Treasure, And Trouble Therewith.

When You Assemble A Number Of Men To Have The Advantage Of Their Joint Wisdom, You Inevitably Assemble With Those Men All Their Prejudices, Their Passions, Their Errors Of Opinion, Their Local Interests And Their Selfish Views.

When Men And Woman Die, As Poets Sung, His Heart's The Last Part Moves, Her Last, The Tongue.

A Word To The Wise Is Enough, And Many Words Won't Fill A Bushel.