Talkers Are No Good Doers.

We Came Into The World Like Brother And Brother, And Now Let's Go Hand In Hand, Not One Before Another.

Why, I Can Smile And Murder Whiles I Smile, And Cry 'content' To That Which Grieves My Heart, And Wet My Cheeks With Artificial Tears, And Frame My Face For All Occasions

So Every Bondman In His Own Hand Bears The Power To Cancel His Captivity.

If Music Be The Food Of Love, Play On.

The Sweetest Honey Is Loathsome In His Own Deliciousness.