My Crown Is In My Heart, Not

A Book? O, Rare One, Be Not, As Is Our Fangled World, A Garment Nobler Than That It Covers.

A Loud Laugh Bespeaks A Vacant Mind!

The Latter End Of A Fray, And The Beginning Of A Feast, Fits A Dull Fighter, And A Keen Guest.

My Endeavors Have Ever Come Too Short Of My Desires. Yet Filed With My Abilities.

A Good Heart Is The Sun And The Moon; Or, Rather, The Sun And Not The Moon, For It Shines Bright And Never Changes.