Though Gods Attributes Are Equal, Yet His

Too Much Sanity May Be Madness And The Maddest Of All, To See Life As It Is And Not As It Should Be.

It Is A True Saying That A Man Must Eat A Peck Of Salt With His Friend Before He Knows Him.

It Is Not The Responsibility Of Knights Errant To Discover Whether The Afflicted, The Enchained And The Oppressed Whom They Encounter On The Road Are Reduced To These Circumstances And Suffer This Distress For Their Vices, Or For Their Virtues: The Knight's Sole Responsibility Is To Succour Them As People In Need, Having Eyes Only For Their Sufferings, Not For Their Misdeeds.

A Blot In Thy Escutcheon To All Futurity.

The Virtuous Woman Must Be Treated Like A Relic - Adored, But Not Handled; She Should Be Guarded And Prized, Like A Fine Flower-garden, The Beauty And Fragrance Of Which The Owner Allows Others To Enjoy Only At A Distance, And Through Iron Walls.