The Freedom Of Poetic License.

Can There Be Greater Foolishness Than The Respect You Pay To People Collectively When You Despise Them Individually?

There Is Nothing Proper About What You Are Doing, Soldier, But Do Try To Kill Me Properly.

Dogs Wait For Us Faithfully.

The Celestial Order And The Beauty Of The Universe Compel Me To Admit That There Is Some Excellent And Eternal Being, Who Deserves The Respect And Homage Of Men

The Man Who Is Always Fortunate Cannot Easily Have A Great Reverence For Virtue.