I Am A Feather For Each Wind

He That Is Truly Dedicated To War Hath No Self-love

Gentle And Low, An Excellent Thing In Woman.

Age, I Do Abhor Thee, Youth, I Do Adore Thee.

In Love The Heavens Themselves Do Guide The State; Money Buys Lands, And Wives Are Sold By Fate.

Thou Shalt Not Stir One Foot To Seek A Foe.