He Who Doesn't Lose His Wits Over

A Man Who Does Not Lose His Reason Over Certain Things Has None To Lose.

Yesterday I Lived, Today I Suffer, Tomorrow I Die; But I Still Think Fondly, Today And Tomorrow, Of Yesterday.

I Know Not Whether There Exists Such A Thing As A Coin Stamped With A Pair Of Pinions; But I Wish This Were The Device Which Monarchs Put Upon Their Dollars And Ducats, To Show That Riches Make To Themselves Wings, And Fly Away.

Nothing Under The Sun Is Accidental, Least Of All That Of Which The Intention Is So Clearly Evident.

The Most Deadly Fruit Is Borne By The Hatred Which One Grafts On An Extinguished Friendship