My liver swells with bile difficult to repress.
There is no such thing as perfect happiness.
Why then should words challenge Eternity, When greatest men, and greatest actions die? Use may revive the obsoletest words, And banish those that now are most in vogue; Use is the judge, the law, and rule of speech.
It is your concern when your neighbor's wall is on fire.
Let your poem be kept nine years.
The same night awaits us all.