My Memory Is So Bad That Many

There's No Love Lost Between Us.

Modesty, Tis A Virtue Not Often Found Among Poets, For Almost Every One Of Them Thinks Himself The Greatest In The World.

Wine In Excess Keeps Neither Secrets Nor Promises.

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

Among The Attributes Of God, Although They Are Equal, Mercy Shines With Even More Brilliance Than Justice.