Truth Shines The Brighter, Clad In Verse.

The Life Of A Wit Is A Warfare Upon Earth.

All Are But Parts Of One Stupendous Whole, Whose Body Nature Is, And God The Soul.

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

Party-spirit At Best Is But The Madness Of Many For The Gain Of A Few.

How Glowing Guilt Exalts The Keen Delight!