For To Define True Madness, What Is't

Quote: What Angel Wakes Me From My Flowery Bed?

Tis Much When Sceptres Are In Children's Hands, But More When Envy Breeds Unkind Division: There Comes The Ruin, There Begins Confusion.

There Is No Such Sport As Sport By Sport O'erthrown.

I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.

Preferred Three Hours Quicker Over One Moment Late.