To Breed Up The Son To Common

Genius Must Be Born, It Can't Be Taught.

A Coward Is The Kindest Animal; 'tis The Most Forgiving Creature In A Fight.

The First Is The Law, The Last Prerogative.

My Heart's So Full Of Joy, That I Shall Do Some Wild Extravagance Of Love In Public; And The Foolish World, Which Knows Not Tenderness, Will Think Me Mad.

Not Heav'n Itself Upon The Past Has Pow'r; But What Has Been, Has Been, And I Have Had My Hour.