Take Away Love And Our Earth Is

Where The Heart Lies, Let The Brain Lie Also.

One Wise Man's Verdict Outweighs All The Fools'.

A Man In Armour Is His Armour's Slave.

We Shall March Prospering,-not Thro' His Presence; Songs May Inspirit Us,-not From His Lyre; Deeds Will Be Done,-while He Boasts His Quiescence, Still Bidding Crouch Whom The Rest Bade Aspire.

One May Do Whatever One Likes. In Art, The Only Thing Is, To Make Sure That One Does Like It.