Poets Are Far Rarer Birds

That Old Bald Cheater, Time.

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

Our Whole Life Is Like A Play.

A Valiant Man Ought Not To Undergo, Or Tempt A Danger, But Worthily, And By Selected Ways, He Undertakes With Reason, Not By Chance. His Valor Is The Salt T' His Other Virtues, They're All Unseason'd Without It.

Indeed There's A Woundy Luck In Names.