Great Actions Speak Great Minds.

Wine Works The Heart Up, Wakes The Wit; There Is No Cure 'gainst Age But It. And 'tis Late And Cold, Stir Up The Fire; Sit Close And Draw The Table Nigher; Be Merry And Drink Wine That Is Old, A Hearty Medicine 'gainst The Cold.

Tyranny Is Yielding To The Lust Of The Governing.

Drink Today, And Drown All Sorrow; You Shall Perhaps Not Do Tomorrow.

Our Acts Our Angels Are, For Good Or Ill, Our Fatal Shadows That Walk By Us Still.

O Woman, Perfect Woman! What Distraction Was Meant To Mankind When Thou Wast Made A Devil!