It Is More Noble By Silence To

Grace Comes Often Clad In The Dusky Robe Of Desolation.

Let Us Have A Care Not To Disclose Our Hearts To Those Who Shut Up Theirs Against Us.

Honor's A Thing Too Subtle For Wisdom; If Honor Lie In Eating, He's Right Honorable.

Our Lives Are But Our Marches To The Grave.

Nothing's So Dainty Sweet As Lovely Melancholy.