The Little Done Doth Vanish To The

Enjoy Yourself, Drink, Call The Life You Live Today Your Own; But Only That, The Rest Belongs To Chance.

Often A Noble Face Hides Filthy Ways.

Arm Yourself, My Heart: The Thing That You Must Do Is Fearful, Yet Inevitable.

Delight In Splendor Is No More Than Happiness With Little: For Both Have Their Appeal.

I Have Found Power In The Mysteries Of Thought, Exaltation In The Changing Of The Muses; I Have Been Versed In The Reasonings Of Men; But Fate Is Stronger Than Anything I Have Known.