Your Face Is A Book, Where Men

I Cannot, Nor I Will Not Hold Me Still; My Tongue, Though Not My Heart, Shall Have His Will.

This Is No Time To Lend Money, Especially Upon Bare Friendship Without Security.

Haply A Woman's Voice May Do Some Good When Articles Too Nicely Urged Be Stood On.

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.

And Crispin Crispian Shall Ne'er Go By, From This Day To The Ending Of The World, But We In It Shall Be Remembered- We Few, We Happy Few, We Band Of Brothers; For He To-day That Sheds His Blood With Me Shall Be My Brother