Do Not They Bring It To Pass

He Who Has Far To Ride Spares His Horse.

The Feeling Of Mistrust Is Always The Last Which A Great Mind Acquires.

It Is A Maxim Of Old That Among Themselves All Things Are Common To Friends.

Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps, And No True Innocence Can Ever Fall At Once To Deepest Guilt.

And Do You Count For Nothing God Who Fights For Us?