Oh, What A Vileness Human Beauty Is;

Ten Soldiers Wisely Led Will Beat A Hundred Without A Head.

Wealth Stays With Us A Little Moment If At All: Only Our Characters Are Steadfast, Not Our Gold.

Bodies Devoid Of Mind Are As Statues In The Market Place.

To Every Man, Even Though He Be A Slave, The Light Of Heaven Is Sweet.

A Slave Is He Who Cannot Speak His Thoughts.