There Were But Two Families In The

In Hell There Is No Retention.

Do You See Over Yonder, Friend Sancho, Thirty Or Forty Hulking Giants? I Intend To Do Battle With Them And Slay Them.

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

A Wise Man Does Not Trust All His Eggs To One Basket.

True Valor Lies In The Middle Between Cowardice And Rashness.