Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies o >>
Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence an >>
All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumbe >>
Wrong is wrong, no matter who does it or who says it. >>
We know how to speak many falsehoods that resemble real things, but we >>
Truth does not contradict truth. >>
Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.