You Love A Nothing When You Love

Feast To-day Makes Fast To-morrow. Lat.

I Count Him Lost, Who Is Lost To Shame.

Without Feathers It Isn't Easy To Fly: My Wings Have Got No Feathers. [lat., Sine Pennis Volare Hau Facilest: Meae Alae Pennas Non Habent.] [alt., Flying Without Feathers Is Not Easy; My Wings Have No Feathers.]

The Bell Never Rings Of Itself; Unless Some One Handles Or Moves It It Is Dumb. [lat., Nunquam Aedepol Temere Tinniit Tintinnabulum; Nisi Quis Illud Tractat Aut Movet, Mutum Est, Tacet.]

If You Say Hard Things You Must Expect To Hear Them In Return.