Flattery Is A Juggler, And No Kin

The Vices We Scoff At In Others Laugh At Us Within Ourselves.

Women Do Most Delight In Revenge.

Do The Devils Lie? No; For Then Even Hell Could Not Subsist.

For The World, I Count It Not An Inn, But A Hospital; And A Place Not To Live, But To Die In.

Lord Deliver Me From Myself.