Money Never Made Any Man

O, For An Engine, To Keep Back All Clocks, Or Make The Sun Forget His Motion!

Love That Is Ignorant And Hatred Have Almost The Same Ends.

If I Freely May Discover What Should Please Me In My Lover, I Would Have Her Fair And Witty, Savouring More Of Court Than City; A Little Proud, But Full Of Pity; Light And Humorous In Her Toying, Oft Building Hopes, And Soon Destroying, Long, But Sweet In The Enjoying; Neither Too Easy Nor To Hard; All Extremes I Would Have Barr'd.

Were Guilt Is, Rage And Courage Doth Abound.

The Pipe Marks The Point At Which The Orangutan Ends And Man Begins.