Give me my sin again.
Therefore it is most expedient for the wise, if Don Worm (his conscience) find no impediment to the contrary, to be the trumpet of his own virtues, as I am to myself.
His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.
Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
Is it possible he should know what he is, and be that he is?
A Loud Laugh Bespeaks a Vacant Mind!