I Am Master Of Myself As Of

There Are Secret Ties, There Are Sympathies, By The Sweet Relationship Of Which Souls That Are Well Matched Attach Themselves To Each Other, And Are Affected By I Know Not What, Which Cannot Be Explained

It Is The Gift Of Heaven And Not Of Reason.

How Sweet To Die After One's Enemies.

He Who Can Live In Infamy Is Unworthy Of Life.

A Liar Is Full Of Oaths.