No Man Is Wise At All Times,

War Is Sweet To Those Who Have Not Experienced It.

Given A Choice Between A Folly And A Sacrament, One Should Always Choose The Folly—because We Know A Sacrament Will Not Bring Us Closer To God And There’s Always The Chance That A Folly Will.

They Take Unbelievable Pleasure In The Hideous Blast Of The Hunting Horn And Baying Of The Hounds. Dogs Dung Smells Sweet As Cinnamon To Them.

The Highest Form Of Bliss Is Living With A Certain Degree Of Folly

[n]o Party Is Any Fun Unless Seasoned With Folly.