Such men would corral all the tigers in the forest and organize them into marauding regiments simply for the honor of being in the lead.

Be ye none of these, my boys.

May your Alma Mater never feel called upon to cry to God in anguish to paralyze the hand that she herself has trained.
"Be not a burrowing parasite, feasting off of the world's raw blood.
Let the world draw life from you.

Use not the misfortunes of your people as stones of a monument erected to your name.

If you do, the iron fist of time will knock it over on your grave to crumble your decaying bones to further dust.
"Always serve the world as the voice of good conscience, instructed by a righteous God, may direct.