He Who Laughs On Friday Will Weep

He Who Ruleth The Raging Of The Sea, Knows Also How To Check The Designs Of The Ungodly. I Submit Myself With Reverence To His Holy Will. O Abner, I Fear My God, And I Fear None But Him.

Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps, And No True Innocence Can Ever Fall At Once To Deepest Guilt.

There May Be Guilt When There Is Too Much Virtue.

Justice In The Extreme Is Often Unjust.

The Feeling Of Mistrust Is Always The Last Which A Great Mind Acquires.