Fashion is her favourite disciple

Superstition lives longer than books, it is engraved on the human mind 'til it becomes a part of its existence.

And don't despise your betters cause they're old.

Arts may ply fantastic anatomy but nature is always herself in her wildest moods of extravagence.

Popularity is a hasty and busy talker, she catches hold of topics and offers them to fame without giving herself time to reflect whether they are true or false.

And what is Life? — An hour-glass on the run,

Throw not my words away, as many do; They're gold in value, though they're cheap to you.