I Myself Am Best When Least In

The Weary Sun Hath Made A Golden Set And By The Bright Tract Of His Fiery Car Gives Token Of A Goodly Day To-morrow.

Every Man Has His Fault, And Honesty Is His.

By That Sin Fell The Angels.

God Bless Thee; And Put Meekness In Thy Breast, Love, Charity, Obedience, And True Duty!

Something Is Rotten In The State Of Denmark.