A Shamefaced Man Makes A Bad Beggar.

Miserable Mortals Who Like Leaves At One Moment Flame With Life Eating The Produce Of The Land And At Another Moment Weakly Perish.

You Know, The One With All The Well Meaning Rules That Don't Work Out In Real Life, Uh, Christianity.

Hateful To Me As Are The Gates Of Hell, Is He Who, Hiding One Thing In His Heart, Utters Another.

Few Sons Are Equal To Their Fathers; Most Fall Short, All Too Few Surpass Them.

Men Grow Tired Of Sleep, Love, Singing And Dancing Sooner Than Of War.