To Make An End Of All Things

I Had Rather Stand The Shock Of A Basilisk Than The Fury Of A Merciless Pen.

There Are Wonders In True Affection. It Is A Body Of Enigmas, Mysteries, And Riddles, Wherein Two So Become One, As They Both Become Two.

I Envy No Man That Knows More Than Myself, But Pity Them That Know Less.

Life Itself Is But The Shadow Of Death, And Souls Departed But The Shadows Of The Living.

Think Not Silence The Wisdom Of Fools; But, If Rightly Timed, The Honor Of Wise Men, Who Have Not The Infirmity, But The Virtue Of Taciturnity.