In Short, Luck's Always To Blame.

We Risk All In Being Too Greedy.

You've Tried To Reform What Will Not Learn. Shut Doors On Traits That You Wish Were Dead; They Will Open A Window And Return.

The Ruins Of A House May Be Repaired; Why Cannot Those Of The Face?

From A Distance It Is Something; And Nearby It Is Nothing.

All The Brains In The World Are Powerless Against The Sort Of Stupidity That Is In Fashion.