Abyss-mongering Makes Professors And Poets Feel Daring.

My Mentors Grow Old And Foolish. I Am Afraid.

If Your Nose Is Up In The Air, You Cannot See Where You Are Going.

As A Child I Was Middle-aged And Cautious Compared To My Impulsive Father.

Pity Drowns In Numbers.

Imprudence Gets Us Into More Trouble Than Actual Misdeeds Do.