The Wisest Fool In Christendom.

Were I Not A King, I Would Be A University Man.

A Custom Loathsome To The Eye, Hateful To The Nose, Harmful To The Brain, Dangerous To The Lungs, And In The Black, Stinking Fume Thereof Nearest Resembling The Horrible Stygian Smoke Of The Pit That Is Bottomless.

I Can Make A Lord, But Only God Can Make A Gentleman.

When A Man Makes Up His Mind To Thrash Another, He Must Also Make Up His Mind To Be A Little Thrashed Himself.

I Will Govern According To The Common Weal, But Not According To The Common Will.