The Gifts Of Bad Men Bring No

What Good Can Come From Meeting Death With Tears? If A Man Is Sorry For Himself, He Doubles Death.

Courage May Be Taught As A Child Us Taught To Speak.

When Roused To Rage The Maddening Populace Storms, Their Fury, Like A Rolling Flame, Bursts Forth Unquenchable; But Give Its Violence Ways, It Spends Itself, And As Its Force Abates, Learns To Obey And Yields It To Your Will.

Oftener Than Not The Old Are Uncontrollable; Their Tempers Make Them Difficult To Deal With.

To Have Found You Is A Dear Happiness; And To Be Apollo's Son Is Beyond All My Hopes; But There Is Something I Want To Say To You Alone. Come; This Is A Private Matter Between Us Two - Anything You Tell Me Shall Be As Secret As The Grave.