Out Of Sight,out Of Mind

It Is Wrong To Be Sorry Without Ceasing.

Pffft, English. Who Needs That? I'm Never Going To England.

What Greater Glory Attends A Man Than What He Wins With His Racing Feet And His Striving Hands?

From Now On Walking Is My Beer And Feeling Good Is My Hangover.

Bad Herdsmen Waste The Flocks Which Thou Hast Left Behind.