No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.

That must be fine, for I don't understand a word.

It is good food and not fine words that keeps me alive.

Things are only worth what you make them worth.

One easily bears moral reproof, but never mockery.

All which is not prose is verse; and all which is not verse is prose.

Too great haste leads us to error.