Commit The Oldest Sins The Newest Kind

In Delay There Lies No Plenty.

Love Thyself Last, Cherish Those Hearts That Hate Thee; Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty.

We May Outrun By Violent Swiftness And Lose By Over-running.

You Are Thought Here To The Most Senseless And Fit Man For The Job.

He Shall Spurn Fate, Scorn Death, And Bear His Hopes 'bove Wisdom, Grace And Fear: And You All Know, Security Is Mortals' Chiefest Enemy.