To Be Nameless In Worthy Deeds Exceeds

For My Part, I Have Ever Believed, And Do Now Know, That There Are Witches.

We All Labour Against Our Own Cure, For Death Is The Cure Of All Diseases.

Times Before You, When Even The Living Men Were Antiquities; When The Living Might Exceed The Dead, And To Depart This World, Could Not Be Properly Said, To Go Unto The Greater Number.

There Is No Man Alone, Because Every Man Is A Microcosm, And Carries The Whole World About Him.

There Is Surely A Piece Of Divinity In Us, Something Was Before The Elements, And Owes No Homage Unto The Sun.