There Is No Disgrace In An Enemy

Ye Waves That O'er Th' Interminable Ocean Wreathe Your Crisped Smiles.

For The Mighty, Even To Give Away Is Grace.

It Is A Profitable Thing, If One Is Wise, To Seem Foolish.

Nothing Forces Us To Know What We Do Not Want To Know Except Pain

Overly Persuasive A Woman's Ordinance Spreads Far, Traveling Fast; But Fast Dying A Rumor Voiced By A Woman Perishes.