Let Flattery, The Handmaid Of The Vices,

Extreme Justice Is Extreme Injustice.

Law Is The Highest Reason Implanted In Nature, Which Commands What Ought To Be Done And Forbids The Opposite.

Death Darkens His Eyes, And Unplumes His Wings, Yet The Sweetest Song Is The Last He Sings: Live So, My Love, That When Death Shall Come, Swan-like And Sweet It May Waft Thee Home.

Laws Are Inoperative In War

There Is No Moment Without Some Duty.