Many Would Be Cowards If They Had

Fame Is The Echo Of Actions, Resounding Them To The World, Save That The Echo Repeats Only The Last Art, But Fame Relates All, And Often More Than All.

We Have All Forgot More Than We Remember.

There Is Nothing That So Much Gratifies An Ill Tongue As When It Finds An Angry Heart.

One May Miss The Mark By Aiming Too High As Too Low.

The Patient Is Not Likely To Recover Who Makes The Doctor His Heir.