Dead Men Have No Victory.

Moderation, The Noblest Gift Of Heaven.

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief

When Two Souls Compose A Single Song, The Muse Fans Livid Wrath Before Long.

There Is No Harbor Of Peace From The Changing Waves Of Joy And Despair.

Do Not Mistake For Wisdom That Opinion Which May Rise From A Sick Mind.