Cares That Have Entered Once

You Learn Nothing About Someone By The Way They Win The Fight, You Learn Everything About The Way They Lose And Keep Coming Back.

Minds That Are Great And Free, Should Not On Fortune Pause: 'tis Crown Enough To Virtue Still, Her Own Applause.

The Soul Of Man Is Infinite In What It Covets.

In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See; And In Short Measures, Life May Perfect Be.

Wine It Is The Milk Of Venus, And The Poet's Horse Accounted: Ply It And You All Are Mounted.