The More We Love Our Friends, The

Then Worms Shall Try That Long Preserved Virginity, And Your Quaint Honor Turn To Dust, And Into Ashes All My Lust. The Grave's A Fine And Private Place But None, I Think, Do There Embrace.

According To The Saying Of An Ancient Philosopher, One Should Eat To Live, And Not Live To Eat

Esteem Must Be Founded On Preference: To Hold Everyone In High Esteem Is To Esteem Nothing.

Man, I Can Assure You, Is A Nasty Creature.

My Heavens! I've Been Talking Prose For The Last Forty Years Without Knowing It.