To Weepe For Joy Is A Kinde

If We Can Possibly Avoid Wrecking This Little Planet Of Ours, We Will, But-there Must Be Risks! There Must Be. In Experimental Work There Always Are!

Though You Rise Early, Yet The Day Comes At His Time, And Not Till Then.

Take Heed Of A Young Wench, A Prophetesse, And A Lattin Bred Woman.

The God Of Love My Shepherd Is, And He That Doth Me Feed: While He Is Mine, And I Am His, What Can I Want Or Need?

Power Seldome Grows Old At Court.