The Believing We Do Something When We

Envy Is The Tax Which All Distinction Must Pay.

Drive Out Nature With A Fork, She Comes Running Back.

We First Share The Life By Which Things Exist, And Afterwards See Them As Appearances In Nature, And Forget That We Have Shared Their Cause.

Underneath The Inharmonious And Trivial Particulars, Is A Musical Perfection, The Ideal Journeying Always With Us, The Heaven Without Rent Or Seam.

It Really Is Considered One Of The Blessings Of Previous Mates Which You Could Manage Being Silly With Them.