Passions Are The Gales Of Life.

A Little Learning Is A Dangerous Thing; Drink Deep, Or Taste Not The Pierian Spring.

Dogs, Ye Have Had Your Day!

Authors, Like Coins, Grow Dear As They Grow Old.

At Ev'ry Word A Reputation Dies.

Placed On This Isthmus Of A Middle State, A Being Darkly Wise And Rudely Great... He Hangs Between; In Doubt To Act Or Rest; In Doubt To Deem Himself A God, Or Beast; In Doubt His Mind Or Body To Prefer; Born To Die, And Reasoning But To Err.