Time Goes On Crutches Till Love Have

Nothing In His Life Became Him Like Leaving It.

My Only Love Sprung From My Only Hate! Too Early Seen Unknown, And Known Too Late! Prodigious Birth Of Love It Is To Me, That I Must Love A Loathed Enemy.

One Pain Is Cured By Another. Catch Some New Infection In Your Eye And The Poison Of The Old One Would Die.

God Defend Me From That Welsh Fairy, Lest He Transform Me To A Piece Of Cheese!

Love Yourself; And In That Love Not Unconsidered Leave Your Honor.