Love Is The Greatest Of Dreams, Yet

What Is A Man, If His Chief Good And Market Of His Time Be But To Sleep And Feed? A Beast, No More. Sure He That Made Us With Such Large Discourse, Looking Before And After, Gave Us Not That Capability And God-like Reason To Fust In Us Unused.

For I Am Nothing If Not Critical.

Women Speak Two Languages - One Of Which Is Verbal.

If We Are Mark'd To Die, We Are Enow To Do Our Country Loss; And If To Live, The Fewer Men, The Greater Share Of Honour. God's Will! I Pray Thee; Wish Not One Man More.

He Draweth Out The Thread Of His Verbosity Finer Than The Staple Of His Argument.