Fool," Said My Muse To Me. "look

Sweet Food Of Sweetly Uttered Knowledge.

Fear Is The Underminer Of All Determinations; And Necessity, The Victorious Rebel Of All Laws.

The First Mark Of Valor Is Defence.

Commonly They Must Use Their Feet For Defense Whose Only Weapon Is Their Tongue.

Weigh Not So Much What Men Assert, As What They Prove. Truth Is Simple And Naked, And Needs Not Invention To Apparel Her Comeliness.