In War The First Casualty Is The

There Is Advantage In The Wisdom Won From Pain.

Neither A Life Of Anarchy Nor A Life Under A Despot Should You Praise. To All That Lies In The Middle Has A God Given Excellence.

For By The Will Of The Gods Fate Hath Held Sway Since Ancient Days.

Alas, Poor Men, Their Destiny. When All Goes Well A Shadow Will Overthrow It. If It Be Unkind One Stroke Of A Wet Sponge Wipes All The Picture Out.

Art Is Far Feebler Than Necessity.