Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is

Possess Your Soul With Patience.

The Perverseness Of My Fate Is Such That He's Not Mine Because He's Mine Too Much.

For Danger Levels Man And Brute And All Are Fellows In Their Need.

All The Learn'd Are Cowards By Profession.

The End Of Satire Is The Amendment Of Vices By Correction; And He Who Writes Honestly Is No More An Enemy To The Offender Than The Physician To The Patient When He Prescribes Harsh Remedies.