Men Freely Believe That Which They Desire.

I Love The Name Of Honor, More Than I Fear Death.

A Coward Dies A Thousand Deaths, The Gallant Never Taste Of Death But Once.

No Music Is So Charming To My Ear As The Requests Of My Friends, And The Supplications Of Those In Want Of My Assistance.

Cowards Die Many Times Before Their Actual Deaths.

The Things That We Want We Willingly Believe, And The Things That We Think We Expect Everyone Else To Think.