But Thought's The Slave Of Life, And

I Long To Hear The Story Of Your Life, Which Must Take The Ear Strangely.

Wisely Weigh Our Sorrow With Our Comfort.

Unquiet Meals Make Ill Digestions.

To Persist In Doing Wrong Extenuates Not The Wrong, But Makes It Much More Heavy.

I Will Not Choose What Many Men Desire, Because I Will Not Jump With Common Spirits And Rank Me With The Barbarous Multitudes.