Good Horses Make Short Miles.

If We Can Possibly Avoid Wrecking This Little Planet Of Ours, We Will, But-there Must Be Risks! There Must Be. In Experimental Work There Always Are!

The Good Mother Sayes Not, Will You? But Gives.

To The Counsell Of Fooles A Woodden Bell.

Where Your Will Is Ready, Your Feet Are Light.

Soft And Faire Goes Farre.