A Door is just a really short tunnel.

The Door gets angry with the wind.

A Door is a house mouth

The Door is the key.

A Drink is never to be wasted — better that the belly should burst than to throw away good drink.

Drink is a Christian diversion, unknown to the turk or persian.

Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.

Drink is what prevents you seeing yourself as others see you.

Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings.

Fear is many-eyed.

Fear is the parent of cruelty.

Fear is the mother of superstition.

A Grudge is just one of those things where no matter how long you nurse the thing, it won't get better.

A Grudge is unwise — The more you stir a turd the worse it stinks

The Grudge is unwise — Let not the sun go down upon your wrath.

A Grudge is best not carried — A chip on the shoulder is a sure sign of a blockhead.