Every Duty Which Is Bidden To Wait

I Have Fought My Fight, I Have Lived My Life, I Have Drunk My Share Of Wine; From Trier To Coln There Was Never A Knight Led A Merrier Life Than Mine.

Truth, For Its Own Sake, Had Never Been A Virtue With The Roman Clergy.

A Blessed Thing It Is To Have A Friend; One Human Soul Whom We Can Trust Utterly; Who Knows The Best And Worst Of Us, And Who Loves Us In Spite Of All Our Faults; Who Will Speak The Honest Truth To Us, While The World Flatters Us To Our Face, And Laughs At Us Behind Our Back; Who Will Give Us Counsel And Reproof In A Day Of Prosperity And Self-conceit; But Who, Again, Will Comfort And Encourage Us In Days Of Difficulty And Sorrow, When The World Leaves Us Alone To Fight Our Own Battle As We Can.

If You Wish To Be Miserable, Think About Yourself, About What You Want, What You Like, What Respect People Ought To Pay You, What People Think Of You; And Then To You Nothing Will Be Pure. You Will Spoil Everything You Touch; You Will Make Sin And Misery For Yourself Out Of Everything God Sends You; You Will Be As Wretched As You Choose.

Do What Thou Dost As If The Earth Were Heaven, And Thy Last Day The Day Of Judgment.