No One Rises So High As He

Weeds And Nettles, Briars And Thorns, Have Thriven Under Your Shadow, Dissettlement And Division, Discontentment And Dissatisfaction, Together With Real Dangers To The Whole.

Royalty Is But A Feather In A Man's Cap; Let Children Enjoy Their Rattle.

He Who Ceases To Be Better, Ceases To Be Good.

No One Rises So High As He Who Knows Not Whither He Is Going. Not Only Strike While The Iron Is Hot, But Make It Hot By Striking. Do Not Trust The Cheering, For Those Persons Would Shout As Much If You Or I Were Going To Be Hanged.

Do Not Trust The Cheering, For Those Persons Would Shout As Much If You Or I Were Going To Be Hanged.