All My Best Thoughts Were Stolen By

Good Poetry Could Not Have Been Otherwise Written Than It Is. The First Time You Hear It, It Sounds Rather As If Copied Out Of Some Invisible Tablet In The Eternal Mind Than As If Arbitrarily Composed By The Poet.

All The Thoughts Of A Turtle Are Turtle

Nature Is Full Of Freaks, And Now Puts An Old Head On Young Shoulders, And Then Takes A Young Heart Heating Under Fourscore Winters.

Nothing Can Be Preserved That Is Not Good.

To Live The Greatest Number Of Good Hours Is Wisdom.