Small Things Make Base Men Proud.

Truth Is Truth To The End Of Reckoning.

A Violet In The Youth Of Primy Nature, Forward, Not Permanent--sweet, Not Lasting; The Perfume And Suppliance Of A Minute; No More.

Ah Me, How Weak A Thing The Heart Of Woman Is!

For By His Face Straight Shall You Know His Heart.

Be Wary Then; Best Safety Lies In Fear.