Haste Is A Poor Counselor

Moral Wounds Have This Peculiarity - They May Be Hidden, But They Never Close; Always Painful, Always Ready To Bleed When Touched, They Remain Fresh And Open In The Heart.

My Son, Be Worthy Of Your Noble Name, Worthily Borne By Your Ancestors For Over Five Hundred Years. Remember It’s By Courage, And Courage Alone, That A Nobleman Makes His Way Nowadays. Don’t Be Afraid Of Opportunities, And Seek Out Adventures. My Son, All I Have To Give You Is Fifteen Ecus, My Horse, And The Advice You’ve Just Heard. Make The Most Of These Gifts, And Have A Long, Happy Life.

But That's Not The Name Of A Man, It's The Name Of A Mountain! (...) "it Is My Name," Athos Said Calmly. "but You Said Your Name Was D'artagnan." "i?" "yes, You." "that Is To Say, Someone Said To Me: 'you Are M. D'artagnan?' I Replied: 'you Think So?' My Guards Shouted That They Were Sure Of It. I Did Not Want To Vex Them. Besides, I Might Have Been Mistaken.

I Am Strong Against Everything, Except Against The Death Of Those I Love. He Who Dies Gains; He Who Sees Others Die Loses.

...remember That What Has Once Been Done May Be Done Again.