Fear Has Many Eyes And

Now Blessings Light On Him That First Invented This Same Sleep. It Covers A Man All Over, Thoughts And All, Like A Cloak.

They Must Take Me For A Fool, Or Even Worse, A Lunatic. And No Wonder ,for I Am So Intensely Conscious Of My Misfortune And My Misery Is So Overwhelming That I Am Powerless To Resist It And Am Being Turned Into Stone, Devoid Of All Knowledge Or Feeling.

Spare Your Breath To Cool Your Porridge.

Men Of Great Talents, Whether Poets Or Historians, Seldom Escape The Attacks Of Those Who, Without Ever Favoring The World With Any Production Of Their Own, Take Delight In Criticising The Works Of Others.

Inasmuch As Ill-deeds Spring Up As A Spontaneous Crop, They Are Easy To Learn.