The Road To The Inn Is Much

There Are Men That Will Make You Books, And Turn Them Loose Into The World, With As Much Dispatch As They Would Do A Dish Of Fritters.

Laziness Never Arrived At The Attainment Of A Good Wish.

He That Will Not When He May, When He Would, He Should Have Nay.

It's Up To Brave Hearts, Sir, To Be Patient When Things Are Going Badly, As Well As Being Happy When They're Going Well ... For I've Heard That What They Call Fortune Is A Flighty Woman Who Drinks Too Much, And, What's More, She's Blind, So She Can't See What She's Doing, And She Doesn't Know Who She's Knocking Over Or Who She's Raising Up.

My Heart Is Wax Molded As She Pleases, But Enduring As Marble To Retain.