I'd Give The Devil Benefit Of Law,

Oh! Blame Not The Bard.

To Love God, Which Was A Thing Far Excelling All The Cunning That Is Possible For Us In This Life To Obtain.

As For Rosemary, I Let It Run All Over My Garden Walls, Not Only Because My Bees Love It But Because It Is The Herb Sacred To Remembrance And To Friendship, Whence A Sprig Of It Hath A Dumb Language.

Our Emotional Symptoms Are Precious Sources Of Life And Individuality.

Kindness And Good Nature Unite Men More Effectually And With Greater Strength Than Any Agreements Whatsoever, Since Thereby The Engagements Of Men's Hearts Become Stronger Than The Bond And Obligation Of Words.