You Are Not Wood, You

We Are Ready To Try Our Fortunes To The Last Man.

But Love, First Learned In A Lady's Eyes, Lives Not Alone Immured In The Brain; But, With The Motion Of All Elements, Courses As Swift As Thought In Every Power, And Gives To Every Power A Double Power, Above Their Functions And Their Offices.

I Do Not Hate A Proud Man, As I Do Hate The Engendering Of Toads.

I Have No Other But A Woman's Reason: I Think Him So, Because I Think Him So.

Thou Detestable Maw, Thou Womb Of Death.