Haste Is A Poor Counselor

It Is Quite Rare For God To Provide A Great Man At The Necessary Moment To Carry Out Some Great Deep, Which Is Why When This Unusual Combination Of Circumstance Does Occur, History At Once Records The Name Of The Chosen One And Recommends Him To The Admiration Of Posterity.

...know You Not That You Are My Sun By Day, And My Star By Night? By My Faith! I Was In Deepest Darkness Till You Appeared And Illuminated All.

Never Fear Quarrels, But Seek Hazardous Adventures.

Life Is A Storm, My Young Friend. You Will Bask In The Sunlight One Moment, Be Shattered On The Rocks The Next. What Makes You A Man Is What You Do When That Storm Comes.

Haste Is A Poor Counselor