Who Will Adhere To Him That Abandons

Misery And Misfortune Is All One; And Of Misfortune Fortune Hath Only The Gift.

The Lightsome Countenance Of A Friend Giveth Such An Inward Decking To The House Where It Lodgeth, As Proudest Palaces Have Cause To Envy The Gilding.

A True Knight Is Fuller Of Bravery In The Midst, Than In The Beginning Of Danger.

A Noble Heart, Like The Sun, Showeth Its Greatest Countenance In Its Lowest Estate.

True Bravery Is Quiet, Undemonstrative.