Thou Hast Seen Nothing Yet.

It Is The Part Of A Wise Man To Keep Himself Today For Tomorrow, And Not To Venture All His Eggs In One Basket.

Good Painter Imitates Nature, Bad Ones Spews It Up.

What A Man Has, So Much He Is Sure Of.

Blessed Be Those Happy Ages That Were Strangers To The Dreadful Fury Of These Devilish Instruments Of Artillery, Whose Inventor I Am Satisfied Is Now In Hell, Receiving The Reward Of His Cursed Invention, Which Is The Cause That Very Often A Cowardly Base Hand Takes Away The Life Of The Bravest Gentleman.

The Wounds Received In Battle Bestow Honor, They Do Not Take It Away.