Self Praise Is No Praise At All.

What's Drinking? A Mere Pause From Thinking!

Sorrow Is Knowledge, Those That Know The Most Must Mourn The Deepest, The Tree Of Knowledge Is Not The Tree Of Life.

It Is True From Early Habit, One Must Make Love Mechanically As One Swims; I Was Once Very Fond Of Both, But Now As I Never Swim Unless I Tumble Into The Water, I Don't Make Love Till Almost Obliged.

Shakespeare's Name, You May Depend On It, Stands Absurdly Too High And Will Go Down.

No Ear Can Hear Nor Tongue Can Tell The Tortures Of The Inward Hell!