Let Ignorance Talk As It Will, Learning

We Heed No Instincts But Our Own.

It Is Double Pleasure To Deceive The Deceiver. [fr., Car C'est Double Plaisir De Tromper Le Trompeur.]

By The Work One Knows The Workman.

Often We Find Our Own Destiny On The Same Roads That We Have Been Avoiding.

We Ought Never To Scoff At The Wretched, For Who Can Be Sure Of Continued Happiness?