Time Ripens All Things; No Man Is

The Poet May Say Or Sing, Not As Things Were, But As They Ought To Have Been; But The Historian Must Pen Them, Not As They Ought To Have Been, But As They Really Were.

True Courage Lies In The Middle, Between Cowardice And Recklessness.

The Stomach Carries The Heart, And Not The Heart The Stomach.

Think Before Thou Speakest.

I Never Thrust My Nose Into Other Men's Porridge. It Is No Bread And Butter Of Mine; Every Man For Himself, And God For Us All.