The Only Certainty Is Uncertainty

An Object In Possession Seldom Retains The Same Charm That It Had In Pursuit.

Lust Is An Enemy To The Purse, A Foe To The Person, A Canker To The Mind, A Corrosive To The Conscience, A Weakness Of The Wit, A Besotter Of The Senses, And Finally, A Mortal Bane To All The Body.

Simple Diet Is Best: For Many Dishes Bring Many Diseases, And Rich Sauces Are Worse Than Even Heaping Several Meats Upon Each Other.

The Desire To Know A Thing Is Heightened By Its Gratification Being Deferred.

Their Best And Most Wholesome Feeding Is Upon One Dish And No More And The Same Plaine And Simple: For Surely This Hudling Of Many Meats One Upon Another Of Divers Tastes Is Pestiferous. But Sundrie Sauces Are More Dangerous Than That.