The Perverseness Of My Fate

But How Can Finite Grasp Infinity?

He Who Would Search For Pearls Must Dive Below.

For Those Whom God To Ruin Has Design'd, He Fits For Fate, And First Destroys Their Mind.

I Never Saw Any Good That Came Of Telling Truth.

He Is The Very Janus Of Poets; He Wears Almost Everywhere Two Faces; And You Have Scarce Begun To Admire The One, Ere You Despise The Other.