Many Shining Actions Owe Their Success To

A Generation Of Men Is Like A Generation Of Leaves; The Wind Scatters Some Leaves Upon The Ground, While Others The Burgeoning Wood Brings Forth - And The Season Of Spring Comes On. So Of Men One Generation Springs Forth And Another Ceases.

It [revenge] Is Sweeter Far Than Flowing Honey.

Yet While My Hector Still Survives, I See My Father, Mother, Brethren, All In Thee.

Thou Knowst The Oer-eager Vehemence Of Youth,how Quick In Temper, And In Judgement Weak.

Just Once I'd Like Someone To Call Me 'sir' Without Adding 'you're Making A Scene.'