The Roman State Stands By Ancient Customs,

A True Friend Is Distinguished In The Crisis Of Hazard And Necessity; When The Gallantry Of His Aid May Show The Worth Of His Soul And The Loyalty Of His Heart.

Let No One Weep For Me, Or Celebrate My Funeral With Mourning; For I Still Live, As I Pass To And Fro Through The Mouths Of Men.

The Idle Mind Knows Not What It Wants.

I Never Indulge In Rhyme Or Stanza Unless I'm In Bed With The Influenza.

O Friend Unseen, Unborn, Unknown, Student Of Our Sweet English Tongue, I Never Indulge In Poetics - Unless I Am Down With Rheumatics.