The Man-at-arms Is The Only Man.

I Am In Revolt Against The Age-old Lie That The Majority Is Always Right.

Oh, Life Would Be All Right If We Didn't Have To Put Up With These Damned Creditors Who Keep Pestering Us With The Demands Of Their Ideals.

The Majority Is Always Wrong; The Minority Is Rarely Right.

An Unromantic Poem I Mean To Make, Of One Who Only Lives For Duty's Sake.

Friends Are To Be Feared, Not So Much For What They Make Us Do As What They Keep Us From Doing.