Flattery Is A Juggler, And No Kin

We All Labour Against Our Own Cure, For Death Is The Cure Of All Diseases.

To Be Content With Death May Be Better Than To Desire It.

And Surely, He That Hath Taken The True Altitude Of Things, And Rightly Calculated The Degenerate State Of This Age, Is Not Like To Envy Those That Shall Live In The Next, Much Less Three Or Four Hundred Years Hence, When No Man Can Comfortably Imagine What Face This World Will Carry.

For My Part, I Have Ever Believed, And Do Now Know, That There Are Witches.

I Intend No Monopoly, But A Community In Learning; I Study Not For My Own Sake Only, But For Theirs That Study Not For Themselves.