Bosom Upon My Counsel; You'll

What Is A Man, If His Chief Good And Market Of His Time Be But To Sleep And Feed? A Beast, No More.

These Signs Have Marked Me Extraordinary, And All The Courses Of My Life Do Show I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.

I Will Praise Any Man That Will Praise Me.

Prepare For Mirth, For Mirth Becomes A Feast.

We Were Not Born To Sue, But To Command.