Though I Love My Country, I Do

And Hold Up To The Sun My Little Taper.

Yet He Was Jealous, Though He Did Not Show It, For Jealousy Dislikes The World To Know It.

Frienship Is Eros...without Wings

I Should Be Very Willing To Redress Men Wrongs, And Rather Check Than Punish Crimes, Had Not Cervantes, In That All Too True Tale Of Quixote, Shown How All Such Efforts Fail.

'tis Very Certain The Desire Of Life Prolongs It.