A Yokel Mind Loves Stories

Alas, Alas, That Ever Love Was Sin! I Ever Followed Natural Inclination Under The Power Of My Constellation And Was Unable To Deny, In Truth, My Chamber Of Venus To A Likely Youth.

How Potent Is The Fancy! People Are So Impressionable, They Can Die Of Imagination.

He Is Gentle That Doeth Gentle Deeds.

Drunkenness Is The Very Sepulcher Of Man's Wit And His Discretion.

That Field Hath Eyen, And The Wood Hath Ears.