All Impediments In Fancy's Course Are Motives

Well, I Must Be Patient; There Is No Fettering Of Authority.

Frame Your Mind To Mirth And Merriment Which Bars A Thousand Harms And Lengthens Life.

Tis The Mind That Makes The Body Rich.

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind Thou Art Not So Unkind, As Man's Ingratitude.

Thy Head Is As Full Of Quarrels As An Egg Is Full Of Meat, And Yet Thy Head Hath Been Beaten As Addle As An Egg For Quarrelling.