Beware Of The Fury Of The Patient

Ever A Glutton, At Another's Cost, But In Whose Kitchen Dwells Perpetual Frost.

My Love's A Noble Madness.

There Is A Pleasure In Being Mad, Which None But Madmen Know.

And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave The Blow.

When We View Elevated Ideas Of Nature, The Result Of That View Is Admiration, Which Is Always The Cause Of Pleasure.