Many Go Out For Wool, And Come

Thou Camest Out Of Thy Mother's Belly Without Government, Thou Hast Liv'd Hitherto Without Government, And Thou Mayst Be Carried To Thy Long Home Without Government, When It Shall Please The Lord. How Many People In This World Live Without Government, Yet Do Well Enough, And Are Well Look'd Upon?

There Is No Remembrance Which Time Does Not Obliterate, Nor Pain Which Death Does Not Terminate.

He Who Loses Wealth Loses Much; He Who Loses A Friend Loses More; But He That Loses His Courage Loses All.

Well-gotten Wealth May Lose Itself, But The Ill-gotten Loses Its Master Also.

If You Are Ambitious Of Climbing Up To The Difficult, And In A Manner Inaccessible, Summit Of The Temple Of Fame, Your Surest Way Is To Leave On One Hand The Narrow Path Of Poetry, And Follow The Narrower Track Of Knight-errantry, Which In A Trice May Raise You To An Imperial Throne.