The Journey Of High Honor Lies Not

Ambition, Like Love, Can Abide No Lingering; And Ever Urgeth On His Own Successes, Hating Nothing But What May Stop Them.

I Am No Herald To Inquire Into Men's Pedigree; It Sufficeth Me If I Know Their Virtues.

It Is The Nature Of The Strong Heart, That Like The Palm Tree It Strives Ever Upwards When It Is Most Burdened.

Sweet Food Of Sweetly Uttered Knowledge.

Hope Itself Is A Pain, While It Is Overmatched By Fear.