But Men Are Men; The Best Sometimes

Are You Up To Your Destiny?

I Have Thrust Myself Into This Maze, Haply To Wive And Thrive As Best I May.

Hell Is Empty And All The Devils Are Here.

Therefore, To Be Possess'd With Double Pomp, To Guard A Title That Was Rich Before, To Gild Refined Gold, To Paint The Lily, To Throw A Perfume On The Violet, To Smooth The Ice, Or Add Another Hue Unto The Rainbow, Or With Taper-light To Seek The Beauteous Eye Of Heaven To Garnish, Is Wasteful And Ridiculous Excess.

Pain Pays The Income Of Each Precious Thing.