One Is Easily Fooled By That Which

Then Worms Shall Try That Long Preserved Virginity, And Your Quaint Honor Turn To Dust, And Into Ashes All My Lust. The Grave's A Fine And Private Place But None, I Think, Do There Embrace.

Sharing With Jupiter Is Never A Dishonor.

Gold Gives To The Ugliest Thing A Certain Charming Air, For That Without It Were Else A Miserable Affair.

Isn't The Greatest Rule Of All The Rules Simply To Please?

The Only People Who Can Be Excused For Letting A Bad Book Loose On The World Are The Poor Devils Who Have To Write For A Living.