Too Much To Know Is To Know

Thou Whoreson Zed! Thou Unnecessary Letter! My Lord, If You Will Give Me Leave, I Will Tread This Unbolted Villain Into Mortar, And Daub The Wall Of A Jakes With Him. *all Cheer For Shakespearean Insults*

Farewell! A Long Farewell To All My Greatness!

I Myself Am Best When Least In Company.

O Polished Perturbation! Golden Care! That Keep'st The Ports Of Slumber Open Wide To Many A Watchful Night.

Experience Is By Industry Achieved, And Perfected By The Swift Course Of Time.