There Is Never Jealousy Where There Is

History Fades Into Fable; Fact Becomes Clouded With Doubt And Controversy; The Inscription Molders From The Tablet: The Statue Falls From The Pedestal. Columns, Arches, Pyramids, What Are They But Heaps Of Sand; And Their Epitaphs, But Characters Written In The Dust?

The Oil And Wine Of Merry Meeting.

Villainy Wears Many Masks; None So Dangerous As The Mask Of Virtue.

They Who Drink Beer Will Think Beer.

He That Drinks Beer, Thinks Beer.