Doubt Wisely; In Strange Way To Stand

So, So, Break Off This Last Lamenting Kiss, Which Sucks Two Souls, And Vapors Both Away.

As States Subsist In Part By Keeping Their Weaknesses From Being Known, So Is It The Quiet Of Families To Have Their Chancery And Their Parliament Within Doors, And To Compose And Determine All Emergent Differences There.

Be Thine Own Palace, Or The World's Thy Jail.

Religion Is Not A Melancholy, The Spirit Of God Is Not A Damper.

If I Dream I Have You, I Have You, For All Our Joys Are But Fantastical.