I Do Not Believe That The Good

Pray, Look Better, Sir... Those Things Yonder Are No Giants, But Windmills.

Well, There's A Remedy For All Things But Death, Which Will Be Sure To Lay Us Flat One Time Or Other.

Thou Art A Cat, And A Rat, And A Coward.

Lovers Are Commonly Industrious To Make Themselves Uneasy.

The Guts Carry The Feet, Not The Feet The Guts.