Sweet Food Of Sweetly Uttered Knowledge.

Anger, The Stoics Said, Was A Short Madness.

My True-love Hath My Heart, And I Have His, By Just Exchange, One For The Other Given; I Hold His Dear, And Mine He Cannot Miss, There Never Was A Better Bargain Driven.

Who Will Ever Give Counsel, If The Counsel Be Judged By The Event, And If It Be Not Found Wise, Shall Therefore Be Thought Wicked?

You Will Never Live To My Age Without You Keep Yourselves In Breath With Exercise, And In Heart With Joyfulness.

Reason Cannot Show Itself More Reasonable Than To Cease Reasoning On Things Above Reason.