A Little Child Born Yesterday A Thing

The Ugliest Man Was He Who Came To Troy; With Squinting Eyes And One Distorted Foot.

Base Wealth Preferring To Eternal Praise.

The Leader, Mingling With The Vulgar Host, Is In The Common Mass Of Matter Lost.

It Is Better To Watch People Do Stuff Than To Do Stuff.

Insignificant Mortals, Who Are As Leaves Are, And Now Flourish And Grow Warm With Life, And Feed On What The Ground Gives, But Then Again Fade Away And Are Dead.