True Bravery Is Quiet, Undemonstrative.

A Brave Captain Is As A Root, Out Of Which, As Branches, The Courage Of His Soldiers Doth Spring.

As Well The Soldier Dieth Who Standeth Still As He That Gives The Bravest Onset.

Laughter Almost Ever Cometh Of Things Most Disproportioned To Ourselves And Nature: Delight Hath A Joy In It Either Permanent Or Present; Laughter Hath Only A Scornful Tickling.

It Many Times Falls Out That We Deem Ourselves Much Deceived In Others Because We First Deceived Ourselves.

Love, One Time, Layeth Burdens; Another Time, Giveth Wings.