Savage Bears Keep At Peace

Let Me Moderate Our Sorrows. The Grief Of A Man Should Not Exceed Proper Bounds, But Be In Proportion To The Blow He Has Received. [lat., Ponamus Nimios Gemitus: Flagrantior Aequo Non Debet Dolor Esse Viri, Nec Vulnere Major.]

But With What Incessant And Grievous Ills Is Old Age Surrounded!

Fond Man! Though All The Heroes Of Your Line Bedeck Your Halls, And Round Your Galleries Shine In Proud Display; Yet Take This Truth From Me-- Virtue Alone Is True Nobility!

One Globe Seemed All Too Small For The Youthful Alexander.

A Rare Bird Upon The Earth And Very Much Like A Black Swan.