A Good King Is A Public Servant.

Queen And Huntress, Chaste And Fair Now The Sun Is Laid To Sleep, Seated In Thy Silver Chair, State In Wonted Manner Keep: Hesperus Entreats Thy Light Goddess, Excellently Bright.

You Learn Nothing About Someone By The Way They Win The Fight, You Learn Everything About The Way They Lose And Keep Coming Back.

Out Of Clothes Out Of Countenance, Out Of Countenance Out Of Wit.

True Gladness Doth Not Always Speak; Joy, Bred And Born But In The Tongue, Is Weak.

I Would Rather Have A Plain Down-right Wisdom Than A Foolish And Affected Eloquence.