None Wise Dares Hopeless Venture.

Often A Noble Face Hides Filthy Ways.

The Gifts Of Bad Men Bring No Good With Them.

I Have Found Power In The Mysteries Of Thought.

Who Knoweth If To Die Be But To Live, And That Called Life By Mortals Be But Death?

Lucky That Man Whose Children Make His Happiness In Life And Not His Grief, The Anguished Disappointment Of His Hopes.