Good Words Are Better Than Bad Strokes.

Let Not Our Babbling Dreams Affright Our Souls; Conscience Is But A Work That Cowards Use, Devised At First To Keep The Strong In Awe: Our Strong Arms Be Our Conscience, Swords Our Law!

O Good Old Man, How Well In Thee Appears The Constant Service Of The Antique World, When Service Sweat For Duty, Not For Meed! Thou Art Not For The Fashion Of These Times, Where None Will Sweat But For Promotion, And Having That Do Choke Their Service Up Even With The Having. . . .

For Truth Hath Better Deeds Than Words To Grace It.

Best Men Oft Are Moulded Out Of Faults.

My Business Was Great, And In Such A Case As Mine A Man May Strain Courtesy.