Our Lives Are But Our Marches To

As High As Heaven, As Deep As Hell.

Grace Comes Often Clad In The Dusky Robe Of Desolation.

My Virginity, That From My Childhood Kept Me Company, Is Heavier Than I Can Endure To Bear. Forgive Me, Cupid, For Thou Art God, And I A Wretched Creature: I Have Sinn'd; But Be Thou Merciful, And Grant That Yet I May Enjoy What Thou Wilt Have Me Love!

Honor's A Thing Too Subtle For Wisdom; If Honor Lie In Eating, He's Right Honorable.

The True Way To Gain Much Is Never To Desire To Gain Too Much.