Many Count Their Chickens Before They Are

A Knight Errant Who Turns Mad For A Reason Deserves Neither Merit Nor Thanks. The Thing Is To Do It Without Cause

Controlling My Temper Is Important, ... Sometimes It's Hard, But I Try.

Here Lies A Gentleman Bold Who Was So Very Brave He Went To Lengths Untold, And On The Brink Of The Grave Death Had On Him No Hold. By The World He Set Small Store-- He Frightened It To The Core-- Yet Somehow, By Fate's Plan, Though He'd Lived A Crazy Man, When He Died He Was Sane Once More.

When The Severity Of The Law Is To Be Softened, Let Pity, Not Bribes, Be The Motive.

'tis Said Of Love That It Sometimes Goes, Sometimes Flies; Runs With One, Walks Gravely With Another; Turns A Third Into Ice, And Sets A Fourth In A Flame: It Wounds One, Another It Kills: Like Lightning It Begins And Ends In The Same Moment: It Makes That Fort Yield At Night Which It Besieged But In The Morning; For There Is No Force Able To Resist It.