Thinking Nurseth Thinking.

Malice, In Its False Witness, Promotes Its Tale With So Cunning A Confusion, So Mingles Truths With Falsehoods, Surmises With Certainties, Causes Of No Moment With Matters Capital, That The Accused Can Absolutely Neither Grant Nor Deny, Plead Innocen.

You Will Never Live To My Age Without You Keep Yourselves In Breath With Exercise, And In Heart With Joyfulness.

In Forming A Judgment, Lay Your Hearts Void Of Foretaken Opinions; Else, Whatsoever Is Done Or Said, Will Be Measured By A Wrong Rule; Like Them Who Have Jaundice, To Whom Everything Appears Yellow.

Those Lovers Scorn Whom That Love Doth Possess? Do They Call Virtue There Ungratefulness?

True Bravery Is Quiet, Undemonstrative.