[n]o Party Is Any Fun Unless Seasoned

For Them It's Out-of-date And Outmoded To Perform Miracles; Teaching The People Is Too Like Hard Work, Interpreting The Holy Scriptures Is For Schoolmen And Praying Is A Waste Of Time; To Shed Tears Is Weak And Womanish, To Be Needy Is Degrading; To Suffer Defeat Is A Disgrace And Hardly Fitting For One Who Scarcely Permits The Greatest Of Kings To Kiss The Toes Of His Sacred Feet; And Finally, Death Is An Unattractive Prospect, And Dying On A Cross Would Be An Ignominious End.

Almost All Christians Being Wretchedly Enslaved To Blindness And Ignorance, Which The Priests Are So Far From Preventing Or Removing, That They Blacken The Darkness, And Promote The Delusion: Wisely Foreseeing That The People (like Cows, Which Never Give Down Their Milk So Well As When They Are Gently Stroked), Would Part With Less If They Knew More.

Fortune Favours The Audacious.

It Is The Chiefest Point Of Happiness That A Man Is Willing To Be What He Is.

Dulce Bellum Inexpertis. - War Is Lovely For Those Who Know Nothing About It.