Conviction never so excellent, is worthless until it coverts itself in >>
Make yourself an honest man, and then you may be sure there is one les >>
History is the distillation of rumor. >>
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with >>
Age doesn't matter, unless you're cheese. >>
Nobody expects to trust his body overmuch after the age of fifty. >>
The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever.