After So Many Deaths I Live And

To A Crazy Ship, All Winds Are Contrary.

If We Can Possibly Avoid Wrecking This Little Planet Of Ours, We Will, But-there Must Be Risks! There Must Be. In Experimental Work There Always Are!

The Child Saies Nothing, But What It Heard By The Fire.

He That Hath Not The Craft, Let Him Shut Up Shop.

France Is A Meddow That Cuts Thrice A Yeere.