O Coward Conscience, How Dost Thou Afflict

If It Be A Sin To Covet Honor, I Am The Most Offending Soul.

We Must Take The Current When It Serves, Or Lose Our Ventures.

The Undiscovered Country From Whose Bourn No Traveler Returns.

Light And Lust Are Deadly Enemies.

Being Holiday, The Beggar's Shop Is Shut.