Honor is the greatest poet.

...Everything that is, desires to be. As we act, we unfold our being. Enjoyment naturally follows, for a thing desired always brings delight.

There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.

The truth thy speech doth show, within my heart reproves the swelling pride.

Give unto us this day the daily manna Without which, in this desert where we dwell, He must go backward who would most advance.

Curb your talent lest it speed where virtue does not guide.

If you're asking for a date, forget it. 'Cause I make it a point not to go out with women who shoot me in the head!