Every Light Is Not The

Are You Still To Learn That The End And Perfection Of Our Victories Is To Avoid The Vices And Infirmities Of Those Whom We Subdue?

May God Keep You Away From The Venom Of The Cobra, The Teeth Of The Tiger, And The Revenge Of The Afghans.

I Send You A Kaffis Of Mustard Seed, That You May Taste And Acknowledge The Bitterness Of My Victory.

I Consider Not What Parmenio Should Receive, But What Alexander Should Give.

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