If Passion Rules, How Weak Does Reason

He With A Graceful Pride, While His Rider Every Hand Survey'd, Sprung Loose, And Flew Into An Escapade; Not Moving Forward, Yet With Every Bound Pressing, And Seeming Still To Quit His Ground.

Shakespeare Was Naturally Learned; He Needed Not The Spectacles Of The Books To Read Nature; He Looked Inward, And Found Her There.

A Man Is To Be Cheated Into Passion, But To Be Reasoned Into Truth.

Presence Of Mind And Courage In Distress, Are More Than Arrives To Procure Success?

My Right Eye Itches, Some Good Luck Is Near.