This Long Disease, My Life.

Know Then This Truth, Enough For Man To Know Virtue Alone Is Happiness Below.

No, Make Me Mistress To The Man I Love; If There Be Yet Another Name More Free More Fond Than Mistress, Make Me That To Thee!

Wretches Hang That Jurymen May Dine.

A God Without Dominion, Providence, And Final Causes, Is Nothing Else But Fate And Nature.

A Brave Man Thinks No One His Superior Who Does Him An Injury, For He Has It Then In His Power To Make Himself Superior To The Other By Forgiving It.