They, Who Know No Evil, Will Suspect

The Poet Is The Nearest Borderer Upon The Orator.

A Good Poet's Made As Well As Born.

Opinion Is A Light, Vain, Crude, And Imperfect Thing.

The Pipe Marks The Point At Which The Orangutan Ends And Man Begins.

A Valiant Man Ought Not To Undergo, Or Tempt A Danger, But Worthily, And By Selected Ways, He Undertakes With Reason, Not By Chance. His Valor Is The Salt T' His Other Virtues, They're All Unseason'd Without It.