The Love Of Heaven Makes One Heavenly.

If You Did Wed My Sister For Her Wealth, Then For Her Wealth's Sake Use Her With More Kindness; Or, If You Like Elsewhere, Do It By Stealth; Muffle Your False Love With Some Show Of Blindness; Let Not My Sister Read It In Your Eye; Be Not Thy Tongue Thy Own Shame's Orator; Look Sweet, Speak Fair, Become Disloyalty; Apparel Vice Like Virtue's Harbinger; Bear A Fair Presence, Though Your Heart Be Tainted; Teach Sin The Carriage Of A Holy Saint; Be Secret-false.

Literature Is A Comprehensive Essence Of The Intellectual Life Of A Nation.

Nor Age So Eat Up My Invention.

I'll Be Supposed Upon A Book, His Face Is The Worst Thing About Him.

Silence Is The Perfectest Herault Of Joy. I Were But Little Happy If I Could Say How Much.