Yet Writers Say, As In The Sweetest

It Is Silliness To Live When To Live Is Torment, And Then Have We A Prescription To Die When Death Is Our Physician.

Here Was A Caesar! When Comes Such Another?

When A Father Gives To His Son, Both Laugh; When A Son Gives To His Father, Both Cry.

In Time The Savage Bull Doth Bear The Yoke.

Last Scene Of All That Ends This Strange, Eventful History, Is Second Childishness And Mere Oblivion. I Am Sans Teeth, Sans Eyes, Sans Taste, Sans Everything.