In This Mortal Life, Nothing Is Blessed

To Good And True Love, Fear Is Forever Affixed.

In Their Rules There Was Only One Clause: Do What You Will.

A Little Rain Beats Down A Big Wind. Long Drinking Bouts Break Open The Tun(der).

It Is Folly To Put The Plough In Front Of The Oxen.

I Never Sleep In Comfort Save When I Am Hearing A Sermon Or Praying To God.