All Commend Patience, But None Can Endure

Leftovers In Their Less Visible Form Are Called Memories. Stored In The Refrigerator Of The Mind And The Cupboard Of The Heart.

Fame Is The Echo Of Actions, Resounding Them To The World, Save That The Echo Repeats Only The Last Art, But Fame Relates All, And Often More Than All.

Scalded Cats Fear Even Cold Water.

With Devotion's Visage And Pious Action We Do Sugar O'er The Devil Himself.

Memory Is The Treasure House Of The Mind Wherein The Monuments Thereof Are Kept And Preserved.