We Were Not Born To Sue, But

Profit Is A Blessing, If It's Not Stolen.

Friendship's Full Of Dregs.

Adversity Makes Strange Bedfellows.

As Flies To Wanton Boys, Are We To The Gods; They Kill Us For Their Sport.

How Far That Little Candle Throws Its Beams! So Shines A Good Deed In A Naughty World.