Mechanic Slaves With Greasy Aprons, Rules, And

Boldness Be My Friend.

That Which Hath Made Them Drunk Hath Made Me Bold; What Hath Quenched Them Hath Given Me Fire.

Our Thoughts Are Ours, Their Ends None Of Our Own

I Have Seen Better Faces In My Time Than Stands On Any Shoulder That I See Before Me At This Instant.

If Thou Wilt Lend This Money, Lend It Not As To Thy Friends; For When Did Friendship Take A Breed For Barren Metal Of His Friend?