If You Would Persuade, You Must Appeal

For To Be Wise And Love Exceeds Man's Might.

How My Achievements Mock Me!

You Must Confine Yourself Within The Modest Limits Of Order.

Music Can Minister To Minds Diseased, Pluck From The Memory A Rooted Sorrow, Raze Out The Written Troubles Of The Brain, And With Its Sweet Oblivious Antidote, Cleanse The Full Bosom Of All Perilous Stuff That Weighs Upon The Heart.

To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.