Age Has A Good Mind And Sorry

The Art Of War Is Like The Art Of The Courtesan; Indeed They Might Be Called Sisters, Since Both Are Slaves Of Desperation.

A High Heart Ought To Bear Calamities And Not Flee Them, Since In Bearing Them Appears The Grandeur Of The Mind And In Fleeing Them The Cowardice Of The Heart.

Learning Is The Property Of Those Who Fear To Do Disagreeable Things.

Nature Without Exercise Is A Seed Shut Up In A Pod, And Art Without Practice Is Nothing.

Even When I'm Railed At, I Get My Quota Of Renown.