When You Are At Rome,

The Proof Of The Pudding Is The Eating.

Lovers Are Commonly Industrious To Make Themselves Uneasy.

Arms Are My Ornaments, Warfare My Repose.

Delay Always Breeds Danger.

I Do Not Deny That What Happened To Us Is A Thing Worth Laughing At. But It Is Not Worth Telling, For Not Everyone Is Sufficiently Intelligent To Be Able To See Things From The Right Point Of View.