Headwinds Are Sore Vexations And The More

All The World Loves A Lover.

A Weed Is A Plant We've Found No Use For Yet.

Therefore We Value The Poet. All The Argument And All The Wisdom Is Not In The Encyclopedia, Or The Treatise On Metaphysics, Or The Body Of Divinity, But In The Sonnet Or The Play.

Two May Talk And One May Hear, But Three Cannot Take Part In A Conversation Of The Most Sincere And Searching Sort.

Be Lord Of A Day, Through Wisdom And Justice, And You Can Put Up Your History Books.