Fill It Up. I Take As Large

I Must Have Women - There Is Nothing Unbends The Mind Like Them.

Around The Steel No Tortur'd Worm Shall Twine, No Blood Of Living Insect Stain My Line; Let Me, Less Cruel, Cast The Feather'd Hook, With Pliant Rod Athwart The Pebbled Brook, Silent Along The Mazy Margin Stray, And With The Fur-wrought Fly Delude The Prey.

There Is No Dependence That Can Be Sure But A Dependence Upon One's Self.

To Shoot At Crows Is Powder Flung Away.

She Who Has Never Lov'd, Has Never Liv'd.