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• An untimely grave. -- Thomas Carew (1589-1639) -- On the Duke of Buckingham
• Then fly betimes, for only they Conquer Love that run away.
  -- Thomas Carew (1589-1639) -- Conquest of Fligh...
• He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires,-- As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away.
  -- Thomas Carew (1589-1639) -- Disdain Returned...
• The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.
  -- Thomas Tickell (1686-1740) -- To a Lady with a Present of Flowe...
• Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknow
  Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own....
• No further seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- The Epitaph...
• I tell them to turn to the study of mathematics, for it is only there that they might escape the lusts of the flesh.
  -- Thomas Mann, "The Magic Mountai...
• Formerly, when religion was strong and science weak, men mistook magic for medicine
  ow, when science is strong and religion weak, men mistake medicine for magic. -- Thomas Szasz...
• Confusion will be my epitaph.