Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe.

O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!

Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?

What hempen homespuns have we swaggering here...

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Rouse up thy youthful blood, be valiant, and live.

The fashion wears out more apparel than the man.