There Is No Love Lost Between Us.

There Is No Book So Bad...that It Does Not Have Something Good In It.

Let Every Man Mind His Own Business.

Pray, Look Better, Sir... Those Things Yonder Are No Giants, But Windmills.

That One Man Scorned And Covered With Scars Still Strove With His Last Ounce Of Courage To Reach The Unreachable Star.

When We Leave This World, And Are Laid In The Earth, The Prince Walks As Narrow A Path As The Day-laborer.