Of Two Evils Choose The

He Who Shuns The Millstone, Shuns The Meal.

Human Affairs Are So Obscure And Various That Nothing Can Be Clearly Known.

God Has Administered To Us Of The Present Age, A Bitter Draught And A Harsh Physician, On Account Of Our Abounding Infirmities.

It Is Folly Alone That Stays The Fugue Of Youth And Beats Off Touring Old Age.

They Take Unbelievable Pleasure In The Hideous Blast Of The Hunting Horn And Baying Of The Hounds. Dogs Dung Smells Sweet As Cinnamon To Them.