All's Well In The End, If You've

The Farce Is Finished. I Go To Seek A Vast Perhaps.

Debts And Lies Are Generally Mixed Together. [fr., Debtes Et Mensonges Sont Ordinairement Ensemble Rallies.]

All Things Have Their Ends And Cycles. And When They Have Reached Their Highest Point, They Are In Their Lowest Ruin, For They Cannot Last For Long In Such A State. Such Is The End For Those Who Cannot Moderate Their Fortune And Prosperity With Reason And Temperance.

A Habit Does Not A Monk Make.

To Good And True Love, Fear Is Forever Affixed.