When One Man Dies, One Chapter Is

But I Do Nothing Upon Myself, And Yet I Am My Own Executioner.

I Would Not That Death Should Take Me Asleep. I Would Not Have Him Merely Seize Me, And Only Declare Me To Be Dead, But Win Me, And Overcome Me. When I Must Shipwreck, I Would Do It In A Sea, Where Mine Impotency Might Have Some Excuse; Not In A Sullen Weedy Lake, Where I Could Not Have So Much As Exercise For My Swimming.

As Soon As There Was Two There Was Pride.

Religion Is Not A Melancholy, The Spirit Of God Is Not A Damper.

My World's Both Parts, And 'o! Both Parts Must Die.