You Have Too Much Respect Upon The

Ignorance Is The Curse Of God; Knowledge Is The Wing Wherewith We Fly To Heaven.

Since Mine Own Doors Refuse To Entertain Me, I'll Knock Elsewhere, To See If They'll Disdain Me

He That Is Strucken Blind Can Not Forget The Precious Treasure Of His Eyesight Lost.

You Are Made Rather To Wonder At The Things You Hear Than To Work Any.

We See Which Way The Stream Of Time Doth Run.