If You Must Break The Law, Do

A Coward Dies A Thousand Deaths, The Gallant Never Taste Of Death But Once.

Arms And Laws Do Not Flourish Together.

Men Gladly Believe What They Wish. -libenter Homines Id Quod Volunt Credunt

In The End, It Is Impossible Not To Become What Others Believe You Are.

It Is Not These Well-fed Long-haired Men That I Fear, But The Pale And The Hungry-looking.