I Threw My Cup Away When I

I Do Not Know Whether There Are Gods, But There Ought To Be.

Love Comes With Hunger.

As Houses Well Stored With Provisions Are Likely To Be Full Of Mice, So The Bodies Of Those That Eat Much Are Full Of Diseases.

We Have Complicated Every Simple Gift Of The Gods.

I Have Nothing To Ask But That You Would Remove To The Other Side, That You May Not, By Intercepting The Sunshine, Take From Me What You Cannot Give.