Melancholy Cannot Be Clearly Proved To Others,

That Favorite Subject, Myself.

We Had Some Port, And Drank Damnation To The Play And Eternal Remorse To The Author.

Friendship, "the Wine Of Life," Should, Like A Well-stocked Cellar, Be Continually Renewed.

In An Orchard There Should Be Enough To Eat, Enough To Lay Up, Enough To Be Stolen, And Enough To Rot On The Ground.

In Every Picture There Should Be Shade As Well As Light.