I Have Not Slept One Wink.

I Can No Longer Live By Thinking.

Pleasure And Revenge Have Ears More Deaf Than Adders To The Voice Of Any True Decision.

I Sat Upon A Promontory, And Heard A Mermaid, On A Dolphin's Back, Uttering Such Dulcet And Harmonious Breath, That The Rude Sea Grew Civil At Her Song; And Certain Stars Shot Madly From Their Spheres, To Hear The Sea-maid's Music.

In Jest, There Is Truth.

A Scar Nobly Got Is A Good Livery Of Honor.