Sorrows Must Die With The

What Is Life Without The Radiance Of Love?

The Hat Is The Pride Of Man; For He Who Cannot Keep His Hat On Before Kings And Emperors Is No Free Man.

Man Is Never So Authentically Himself As When At Play.

When The Wine Goes In, Strange Things Come Out.

An Honest Man You May Form Of Windle-straws, But To Make A Rogue You Must Have Grist.