Those Who Stop Being Better Stop Being

My Desire Is To Make What Haste I Can To Be Gone.

No One Rises So High As He Who Knows Not Whither He Is Going.

Royalty Is But A Feather In A Man's Cap; Let Children Enjoy Their Rattle.

He Who Ceases To Be Better, Ceases To Be Good.

I Was By Birth A Gentleman, Living Neither In Any Considerable Height Nor Yet In Obscurity.