I Had Rather Be A Kitten And

This Liberty Is All That I Request.

Celebrity Is Never More Admired Than By The Negligent.

Self-love Is The Most Inhibited Sin In The Canon.

The Seasons Change Their Manners, As The Year Had Found Some Months Asleep And Leapt Them Over.

You Common Cry Of Curs! Whose Breath I Hate As Reek O' The Rotten Fens, Whose Loves I Prize As The Dead Carcasses Of Unburied Men That Do Corrupt My Air, I Banish You; And Here Remain With Your Uncertainty!