Time Conquers All, And We

Truth Shines The Brighter, Clad In Verse.

Tis Thus The Mercury Of Man Is Fix'd, Strong Grows The Virtue With His Nature Mix'd.

Who Breaks A Butterfly On A Wheel?

I Believe No One Qualification Is So Likely To Make A Good Writer, As The Power Of Rejecting His Own Thoughts.

Die Of A Rose In Aromatic Pain.