No Member Of A Crew

Solitude, The Safeguard Of Mediocrity, Is To Genius, The Stern Friend, The Cold, Obscure Shelter Where Moult The Wings Which Will Bear It Farther Than Suns And Stars.

A Great Licentiousness Treads On The Heels Of A Reformation.

Beauty Is The Mark God Sets On Virtue. Every Natural Action Is Graceful; Every Heroic Act Is Also Decent, And Causes The Place And The Bystanders To Shine.

There Is No Calamity That Right Words Will Not Begin To Redress

Meet Your Failure Nobly, And It Will Not Differ From Success.