Love Me Little, Love Me Long.

I Count Religion But A Childish Toy, And Hold There Is No Sin But Ignorance.

He Must Have A Long Spoon That Eats With The Devil.

All Places Are Alike, And Every Earth Is Fit For Burial.

It Is A Comfort To The Miserable To Have Comrades In Misfortune, But It Is A Poor Comfort After All.

Where Both Deliberate, The Love Is Slight: Who Ever Lov'd, That Lov'd Not At First Sight?