Second Thoughts, They Say, Are Best.

Sure There's Contagion In The Tears Of Friends.

For What Can Power Give More Than Food And Drink, To Live At Ease, And Not Be Bound To Think?

The Wretched Have No Friends.

Music, Music For A While Shall All Your Cares Beguile. Alexander's Feast

As One That Neither Seeks, Nor Shuns His Foe.