A Happy Ending Cannot Come In The

The Better Part Of Valor Is Discretion, In The Which Better Part I Have Saved My Life.

Let No Such Man Be Trusted.

These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends And In Their Triump Die, Like Fire And Powder Which, As They Kiss, Consume

Pause Awhile, And Let My Counsel Sway You.

And All This Day An Unaccustomed Spirit Lifts Me Above The Ground With Cheerful Thoughts.