Thy Face Is Mine Eye, And Mine

As Soon As There Was Two There Was Pride.

Nothing But Man Of All Envenomed Things, Doth Work Upon Itself, With Inborn Stings.

The Difference Between The Reason Of Man And The Instinct Of The Beast Is This, That The Beast Does But Know, But The Man Knows That He Knows.

I Shall Die Reading; Since My Book And A Grave Are So Near.

Affliction Is A Treasure, And Scarce Any Man Hath Enough Of It.