So Much Alarmed That She

Your Thief Looks Exactly Like The Rest, Or Rather Better; 'tis Only At The Bar, And In The Dungeon, That Wise Men Know Your Felon By His Features.

Nothing So Difficult As A Beginning In Poesy, Unless Perhaps The End.

Eat, Drink And Love...the Rest Is Not Worth A Nickel

Despair And Genius Are Too Oft Connected

A Material Resurrection Seems Strange And Even Absurd Except For Purposes Of Punishment, And All Punishment Which Is To Revenge Rather Than Correct Must Be Morally Wrong, And When The World Is At An End, What Moral Or Warning Purpose Can Eternal Tortures Answer?