I Bear A Charmed Life, Which Must

I Think The Devil Will Not Have Me Damned, Lest The Oil That's In Me Should Set Hell On Fire.

All Impediments In Fancy's Course Are Motives Of More Fancy.

But Wherefore Could Not I Pronounce 'amen'? I Had Most Need Of Blessing, And 'amen' Stuck In My Throat.

Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil Of Me.

Time's Glory Is To Command Contending Kings, To Unmask Falsehood, And Bring Truth To Light.