"I'd just as soon be a beggar as king, And the reason I'll tell you for why; A king cannot swagger, nor drink like a beggar, Nor be half so happy as I. * * * * * Let the back and side go bare."

"I see, Sir, you are liberal in offers: You taught me first to beg; and now, methinks, You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd."

"Well, whiles I am a beggar I will rail And say, there is no sin but to be rich; And being rich, my virtue then shall be To say, there is no vice but beggary."

"Unless the old adage must be verified, That beggars mounted, run their horse to death."

"Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks."

"The Gods have not ordained hunger to be our death: even to the well-fed man comes death in varied shape, The riches of the liberal never waste away, while he who will not give finds none to comfort him, The man with food in store who, when the needy comes in miserable case begging for bread to eat, Hardens his heart against him, when of old finds not one to comfort him. Bounteous is he who gives unto the beggar who comes to him in want of food, and the feeble, Success attends him in the shout of battle. He makes a friend of him in future troubles, No friend is he who to his friend and comrade who comes imploring food, will offer nothing. Let the rich satisfy the poor implorer, and bend his eye upon a longer pathway, Riches come now to one, now to another, and like the wheels of cars are ever rolling, The foolish man wins food with fruitless labour: that food – I speak the truth – shall be his ruin, He feeds no trusty friend, no man to love him. All guilt is he who eats with no partaker."

"Do not oppress the orphans and do not reject the beggars."

"My eye no longer wells up at the shame of those who beg; my hand became too hard for the trembling of filled hands. Where have the tears of my eye and the down of my heart gone? Oh loneliness of all bestowers! Oh muteness of all who shine! Many suns revolve in desolate space. To everything that is dark they speak with their light – to me they are mute. Oh this is the enmity of light toward that which shines; mercilessly it goes its orbit. Unjust in its deepest heart toward that which shines: cold toward suns – thus every sun goes. Like a storm the suns fly their orbit, that is their motion. They follow their inexorable will; that is their coldness. Oh it is you only, you dark ones, you nocturnal ones, who create warmth out of that which shines! Oh it is you only who drink milk and refreshment from the udders of light! Alas, ice surrounds me, my hand burns itself on iciness! Alas, there is thirst in me that yearns for your thirst!"

"Der wahre Bettler ist Doch einzig und allein der wahre König."

"Borgen ist nicht viel besser als betteln."

"He once begged alms of a statue, and, when asked why he did so, replied, "To get practice in being refused.""

"Beggars are a sure indicator that there are no Christians, or else very few and dispirited ones, in any town in which beggars are seen."

"A man may be reputed an able man this year, and yet be a beggar the next; it is a misfortune that happens to many men, and his former reputation will signify nothing."

"A shamefaced man makes a bad beggar."

"Be they wynners or loosers,…beggers should be no choosers."

"It is an affirmative command to give tzedaka to the poor of Israel. ... Anyone who sees a poor man begging alms and turns away his glance from him and does not give him tzedaka transgresses a negative command, as it is said, "You shall not harden your heart nor shut your hand to your needy brother" (Deuteronomy 15:7)."

"Never stand begging for that which you have the power to earn."

"Set a beggar on horseback, and he will ride a gallop."

"Homer himself must beg if he want means, and as by report sometimes he did "go from door to door and sing ballads, with a company of boys about him.""

"BEGGAR, n. One who has relied on the assistance of his friends."

"BEG, v. To ask for something with an earnestness proportioned to the belief that it will not be given."

"With odorous oil thy head and hair are sleek; And then thou kemb'st the tuzzes on thy cheek: Of these, my barbers take a costly care."

"A Fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried Razors up and down."

"The barber's man hath been seen with him, and the old ornament of his cheek hath already stuffed tennis-balls."

"I must to the barber's; * * * for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face."

"And his chin new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home."

"Whose beard they have sing'd off with brands of fire; And ever, as it blaz'd, they threw on him Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair: My master preaches patience to him and the while His man with scissors nicks him like a fool."

"Our courteous Antony, * * * * * * Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the feast."

"The first (barbers) that entered Italy came out of Sicily and it was in the 454 yeare after the foundation of Rome. Brought in they were by P. Ticinius Mena as Verra doth report for before that time they never cut their hair. The first that was shaven every day was Scipio Africanus, and after him cometh Augustus the Emperor who evermore used the rasor."

"Thy boist'rous locks, no worthy match For valour to assail, nor by the sword * * * * * * But by the barber's razor best subdued."

"But he shaved with a shell when he chose, 'Twas the manner of primitive man."

"Of a thousand shavers, two do not shave so much alike as not to be distinguished."

"The barber, cutting the growth, removing the flourishing roots."

"A rod twelve feet long and a ring of wire, A winder and barrel, will help thy desire In killing a Pike; but the forked stick, With a slit and a bladder,—and that other fine trick, Which our artists call snap, with a goose or a duck,— Will kill two for one, if you have any luck; The gentry of Shropshire do merrily smile, To see a goose and a belt the fish to beguile; When a Pike suns himselfe and a-frogging doth go, The two-inched hook is better, I know, Than the ord'nary snaring: but still I must cry, When the Pike is at home, minde the cookery."

"The first men that our Saviour dear Did choose to wait upon Him here, Blest fishers were; and fish the last Food was, that He on earth did taste: I therefore strive to follow those, Whom He to follow Him hath chose."

"Of recreation there is none So free as fishing is, alone; All other pastimes do not less Than mind and body, both possess: My hand alone my work can do; So I can fish and study too."

"And upon all that are lovers of virtue; and dare trust in his providence; and be quiet; and go a-angling."

"O! the gallant fisher's life, It is the best of any: 'Tis full of pleasure, void of strife, And 'tis beloved by many. Other joys Are but toys; Only this, Lawful is: For our skill Breeds no ill, But content and pleasure."

"Thus use your frog: * * * put your hook, I mean the arming wire, through his mouth, and out at his gills, and then with a fine needle and silk sow the upper part of his leg with only one stitch to the arming wire of your hook, or tie the frog's leg above the upper joint to the armed wire; and in so doing use him as though you loved him."

"We may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries: "Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did"; and so, (if I might be judge,) God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling."

"An excellent angler, and now with God."

"It [angling] deserves commendations; * * * it is an art worthy the knowledge and practice of a wise man."

"I am, Sir, a brother of the angle."

"Doubt not but angling will prove to be so pleasant, that it will prove to be, like virtue, a reward to itself."