My Meaning In Saying He Is A

Thanks, Sir; All The Rest Is Mute.

He Hath Not Eat Paper, As It Were; He Hath Not Drunk Ink; His Intellect Is Not Replenished; He Is Only An Animal, Only Sensible In The Duller Parts. (shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, Iv)

Suspicion Always Haunts The Guilty Mind.

The Trust I Have Is In Mine Innocence, And Therefore Am I Bold And Resolute.

I Have Been Long A Sleeper; But I Trust My Absence Doth Neglect No Great Design Which By My Presence Might Have Been Concluded.