My Right Eye Itches, Some Good Luck

Dead Men Tell No Tales.

I Learn To Pity Woes So Like My Own.

A Man Is To Be Cheated Into Passion, But To Be Reasoned Into Truth.

A Farce Is That In Poetry Which Grotesque (caricature) Is In Painting. The Persons And Actions Of A Farce Are All Unnatural, And The Manners False, That Is, Inconsistent With The Characters Of Mankind; And Grotesque Painting Is The Just Resemblance Of This.

I Am As Free As Nature First Made Man, Ere The Base Laws Of Servitude Began, When Wild In Woods The Noble Savage Ran.