Honor Is The Greatest Poet.

Follow Your Own Star!

Less Shame A Greater Fault Would Palliate.

Astrology, The Noblest Of Sciences.

Ah! Justice Of Our God! Who Else Could Stow Such Travails New And Pains As Met My Glance!

A Rapid Bolt Will Rend The Clouds Apart, And Every Single White Be Seared By Wounds. I Tell You This. I Want It All To Hurt.