I Am Myself The Matter Of My

Men Are Tormented By The Opinions They Have Of Things, And Not The Things Themselves.

A Lady Could Not Boast Of Her Chastity Who Was Never Tempted.

God Sends The Cold According To The Coat.

Once Conform, Once Do What Others Do Because They Do It, And A Kind Of Lethargy Steals Over All The Finer Senses Of The Soul.

If I Can, I Shall Keep My Death From Saying Anything That My Life Has Not Already Said.