Every Stoic Was A Stoic; But In

The Secret Of Ugliness Consists Not In Irregularity, But In Being Uninteresting.

Of All Debts, Men Are Least Willing To Pay Their Taxes; What A Satire This Is On Government.

Beauty Through My Senses Stole; I Yielded Myself To The Perfect Whole.

In Good Writing, Words Become One With Things.

The Hero Is Not Fed On Sweets, Daily His Own Heart He Eats; Chambers Of The Great Are Jails, And Head-winds Right For Royal Sails.