And Don't Consult Anyone's Opinions But Your

Things Fit Only To Give Weight To Smoke.

Oh, What A Void There Is In Things.

He Who Conquers, Endures.

Confined To Common Life Thy Numbers Flow, And Neither Soar Too High Nor Sink Too Low; There Strength And Ease In Graceful Union Meet, Though Polished, Subtle, And Though Poignant, Sweet; Yet Powerful To Abash The From Of Crime And Crimson Error's Cheek With Sportive Rhyme. [lat., Verba Togae Sequeris, Junctura Callidus Acri, Ore Teres Modico, Pallentes Radere Mores Doctus, Et Ingenuo Culpam Defigere Ludo.]

Bad Advice Is Often Most Fatal To The Adviser.