O, What Men Dare Do!

Let Gentleness My Strong Enforcement Be.

All Gold And Silver Rather Turn To Dirt, An 'tis No Better Reckoned But Of These Who Worship Dirty Gods.

Do You Set Down Your Name In The Scroll Of Youth, That Are Written Down Old With All The Characters Of Age?

I'll Be Damned For Never A King's Son In Christendom.

Go Wisely And Slowly. Those Who Rush Stumble And Fall.