I Shall Pass Through Life But Once.

Where Judgment Has Wit To Express It, There's The Best Orator.

It Were Happy If We Studied Nature More In Natural Things; And Acted According To Nature, Whose Rules Are Few, Plain, And Most Reasonable.

Not To Be Provok'd Is Best: But If Mov'd, Never Correct Till The Fume Is Spent; For Every Stroke Our Fury Strikes, Is Sure To Hit Our Selves At Last.

Death Then, Being The Way And Condition Of Life, We Cannot Love To Live If We Cannot Bear To Die.

The Smaller The Drink, The Clearer The Head, And The Cooler The Blood.