A Rare Bird On This Earth, Like

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.

Satire Is What Closes Saturday Night.

Have The Courage To Do Something Which Deserves Transportation If You Want To Be Somebody.

The Thirst After Fame Is Greater Than That After Virtue; For Who Embraces Virtue If You Take Away Its Rewards?

The Fisherman Could Perhaps Be Bought For Less Than The Fish.