They Love Indeed Who Quake To Say

The Lightsome Countenance Of A Friend Giveth Such An Inward Decking To The House Where It Lodgeth, As Proudest Palaces Have Cause To Envy The Gilding.

There Is Nothing Evil But What Is Within Us; The Rest Is Either Natural Or Accidental.

In Victory, The Hero Seeks The Glory, Not The Prey.

It Is A Great Happiness To Be Praised Of Them That Are Most Praise-worthy.

Those Lovers Scorn Whom That Love Doth Possess? Do They Call Virtue There Ungratefulness?