My Love's A Noble Madness.

Music Is Inarticulate Poesy.

The Unhappy Man, Who Once Has Trail'd A Pen, Lives Not To Please Himself, But Other Men; Is Always Drudging, Wastes His Life And Blood, Yet Only Eats And Drinks What You Think Good.

Reason To Rule, Mercy To Forgive: The First Is Law, The Last Prerogative. Life Is An Adventure In Forgiveness.

Mankind Is Ever The Same, And Nothing Lost Out Of Nature, Though Everything Is Altered.

For Every Inch That Is Not Fool, Is Rogue.