Everyone has his besetting sin.

Everyone has his besetting sin.

Though fame is smoke,
Its fumes are frankincense to human thought.

Though fame is smoke,
Its fumes are frankincense to human thought.

'Tis strange, but true: for truth is always strange;
Stranger than fiction.

'Tis strange, but true: for truth is always strange;
Stranger than fiction.

A bellowing cow soon forgets her calf.

A bellowing cow soon forgets her calf.

We plough the sand on the sea shore.

We plough the sand on the sea shore.

A pittifull looke askes enough.

A pittifull looke askes enough.

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

When we have what we like 'tis hard to miss it.

When we have what we like 'tis hard to miss it.

All griefes with bread are lesse.

All griefes with bread are lesse.