A Breath Thou Art, Servile

Not That I Loved Caesar Less, But That I Loved Rome More.

If The Boy Have Not A Woman's Gift To Rain A Shower Of Commanded Tears, An Onion Will Do Well For Such A Shift.

I Had As Lief Have Been Myself Alone.

We Must Follow, Not Force Providence.

As A Walled Town Is More Worthier Than A Village, So Is The Forehead Of A Married Man More Honorable Than The Bare Brow Of A Bachelor.