Steel Itself Oft Lures A Man To

No Trust Is To Be Placed In Women.

I, For One, Know Of No Sweeter Sight For A Man's Eyes Than His Own Country.

Even The Bravest Cannot Fight Beyond His Power

One Who Journeying Along A Way He Knows Not, Having Crossed A Place Of Drear Extent, Before Him Sees A River Rushing Swiftly Toward The Deep, And All Its Tossing Current White With Foam, And Stops And Turns, And Measures Back His Way.

The Tongue Of Man Is A Twisty Thing, There Are Plenty Of Words There Of Every Kind.