You Only Die Once, But You Will

A Good Husband Be The Best Sort Of Plaster For To Cure A Young Woman's Ailments.

And With His Arms Crossed He Looks Pityingly Down From His Spiritual Height On Everything That Anyone Says.

It Is Fine For A Woman To Know A Lot; But I Don't Want Her To Have This Shocking Desire To Be Learned For Learnedness Sake. When I Ask A Woman A Question, I Like Her To Pretend To Ignore What She Really Knows.

We Ought Always To Conform To The Manners Of The Greater Number, And So Behave As Not To Draw Attention To Ourselves. Excess Either Way Shocks, And Every Man Truly Wise Ought To Attend To This In His Dress As Well As Language, Never To Be Affected In Anything And Follow Without Being In Too Great Haste The Changes Of Fashion.

We Are All Mortals, And Each Is For Himself.