Time Is The King Of Men.

Ships Are But Boards, Sailors But Men; There Be Land-rats And Water-rats, Water-thieves And Land-thieves, I Mean Pirates, And Thenthere Is The Peril Of Waters, Winds, And Rocks.

He That Will Have A Cake Out Of The Wheat Must Tarry The Grinding.

I Cannot Draw A Cart, Nor Eat Dried Oats; If It Be Man's Work, I'll Do't.

Master, Go On, And I Will Follow Thee To The Last Gasp With Truth And Loyalty.

Romeo, Romeo, Wherefore Art Thou Romeo?