Satan Trembles When He Sees The Weakest

The Few That Pray At All Pray Oft Amiss.

But War's A Game, Which, Were Their Subjects Wise, Kings Should Not Play At. Nations Would Do Well To Extort Their Truncheons From The Puny Hands Of Heroes, Whose Infirm And Baby Minds Are Gratified With Mischief, And Who Spoil, Because Men Suffer It, Their Toy The World.

With Spots Quadrangular Of Diamond Form, Ensanguined Hearts, Clubs Typical Of Strife, And Spades, The Emblems Of Untimely Graves.

The Path Of Sorrow, And That Path Alone, Leads To The Land Where Sorrow Is Unknown.

A Teacher Should Be Sparing Of His Smile.