A Liar Ought To Have A Good

That Which Prematurely Arrives At Perfection Soon Perishes.

A Liar Ought To Have A Good Memory.

In A Crowd, On A Journey, At A Banquet Even, A Line Of Thought Can Itself Provide Its Own Seclusion.

(slaughter) Means Blood And Iron. [lat., Coedes Videtur Significare Sanguinem Et Ferrum.]

Whilst We Deliberate How To Begin A Thing, It Grows Too Late To Begin It.