Learn To Write Well, Or Not To

The First Is The Law, The Last Prerogative.

Only Man Clogs His Happiness With Care, Destroying What Is With Thoughts Of What May Be.

Kings Fight For Empires, Madmen For Applause.

What Judgment I Had Increases Rather Than Diminishes; And Thoughts, Such As They Are, Come Crowding In So Fast Upon Me, That My Only Difficulty Is To Choose Or Reject; To Run Them Into Verse Or To Give Them The Other Harmony Of Prose.

Possess Your Soul With Patience.