All delays are dangerous in war.

One of the greatest, most noble, and most sublime poems which either this age or nation has produced.

The blushing beauties of a modest maid.

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.

Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.

Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.

Pride - Lord of human kind