Lay Ye Down The Golden Chain From

Always To Be Best, And Distinguished Above The Rest.

Which Would You Rather Be, A Conqueror In The Olympic Games, Or The Crier That Proclaims Who Are Conquerors?

A Generous Friendship No Cold Medium Knows, Burns With One Love, With One Resentment Glows; One Should Our Interests And Our Passions Be, My Friend Must Hate The Man That Injures Me.

Once You Go Vatican, You Never Go Back Again.

Reproach Is Infinite, And Knows No End.