They Hate Whom They Fear.

A True Friend Is Distinguished In The Crisis Of Hazard And Necessity; When The Gallantry Of His Aid May Show The Worth Of His Soul And The Loyalty Of His Heart.

Let No One Weep For Me, Or Celebrate My Funeral With Mourning; For I Still Live, As I Pass To And Fro Through The Mouths Of Men.

Let No One Pay Me Honor With Tears, Nor Celebrate My Funeral Rites With Weeping.

He Whose Wisdom Cannot Help Him, Gets No Good From Being Wise.

He Hath Freedom Whoso Beareth A Clean And Constant Heart Within.