Greatness Of Any Kind Has No Greater

He Hath A Share Of Man's Intelligence, But No Share Of Man's Falsehood.

He Is The Best Sailor Who Can Steer Within Fewest Points Of The Wind, And Exact A Motive Power Out Of The Greatest Obstacles.

The Willow Which Bends To The Tempest Often Escapes Better Than The Oak Which Resists It.

Thou And I Are But The Blind Instruments Of Some Irresistible Fatality, That Hurries Us Along, Like Goodly Vessels Driving Before The Storm, Which Are Dashed Against Each Other, And So Perish.

Certainly," Quoth Athelstane, "women Are The Least To Be Trusted Of All Animals, Monks And Abbots Excepted.