Heaven Cannot Brook Two Suns, Nor Earth

As For A Limit To One’s Labors, I, For One, Do Not Recognize Any For A High-minded Man, Except That The Labors Themselves Should Lead To Noble Accomplishments.

My Logisticians Are A Humorless Lot ... They Know If My Campaign Fails, They Are The First Ones I Will Slay.

True Love Never Has A Happy Ending, Because There Is No Ending To True Love.

Let Us Conduct Ourselves So That All Men Wish To Be Our Friends And All Fear To Be Our Enemies.

Every Light Is Not The Sun.