Many Wear The Robes, But Few Walk

I've Taken My Fun Where I've Found It, An' Now I Must Pay For My Fun, For The More You 'ave Known O' The Others The Less Will You Settle To One.

What Is The Moral? Who Rides May Read.

You Must Learn To Forgive A Man When He's In Love. He's Always A Nuisance.

We Never Pay Anyone Dane-geld, No Matter How Trifling The Cost; For The End Of That Game Is Oppression And Shame, And The Nation That Plays It Is Lost!

The First Condition Of Understanding A Foreign Country Is To Smell It.