Honor Modesty More Than Your Life.

Be It Mine To Draw From Wisdom's Fount, Pure As It Flows, That Calm Of Soul Which Virtue Only Knows.

The Future You Shall Know When It Has Come; Before Then, Forget It.

His Resolve Is Not To Seem The Bravest, But To Be.

Wisdom Comes Through Suffering. Trouble, With Its Memories Of Pain, Drips In Our Hearts As We Try To Sleep, So Men Against Their Will Learn To Practice Moderation. Favours Come To Us From Gods.

The Act Of Evil Breeds Others To Follow, Young Sins In Its Own Likeness.