My World's Both Parts, And 'o! Both

And Now Good Morrow To Our Waking Souls, Which Watch Not One Another Out Of Fear; For Love, All Love Of Other Sights Controls, And Makes One Little Room, An Everywhere. Let Sea-discoverers To New Worlds Have Gone, Let Maps To Other, Worlds On Worlds Have Shown, Let Us Possess One World, Each Hath One, And Is One.

Sleep Is Pain's Easiest Salve

Never Start With Tomorrow To Reach Eternity. Eternity Is Not Being Reached By Small Steps.

There Is Hook In Every Benefit, That Sticks In His Jaws That Takes That Benefit, And Draws Him Whither The Benefactor Will.

Pleasure Is None, If Not Diversified.