Nothing Is More Completely The

Of All Vices, Drinking Is The Most Incompatible With Greatness.

But Woe Awaits A Country When She Sees The Tears Of Bearded Men.

Recollect That The Almighty, Who Gave The Dog To Be Companion Of Our Pleasures And Our Toils, Hath Invested Him With A Nature Noble And Incapable Of Deceit.

Look At A Gown Of Gold, And You Will At Least Get A Sleeve Of It.

Thou And I Are But The Blind Instruments Of Some Irresistible Fatality, That Hurries Us Along, Like Goodly Vessels Driving Before The Storm, Which Are Dashed Against Each Other, And So Perish.