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In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.
The cut worm forgives the plow.
Dip him in the river who loves water.
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
The busy bee has no time for sorrow.
The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock, but of wisdom: no clock can measure.
All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap.
Bring out number weight & measure in a year of dearth.
No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.
A dead body, revenges not injuries.
The most sublime act is to set another before you.
If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
Folly is the cloke of knavery.
Shame is Prides cloke.
Prisons are built with stones of Law, Brothels with bricks of Religion.
The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the
destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.
The fox condemns the trap, not himself.
Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
Let man wear the fell of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen frowning fool, shall be both thought wise, that
they may be a rod.
What is now proved was once, only imagin'd.
The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbit: watch the roots; the lion, the tyger, the horse,
the elephant, watch the fruits.
The cistern contains; the fountain overflows.
One thought, fills immensity.
Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
Every thing possible to be believ'd is an image of truth.
The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow.
The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
He who has suffer'd you to impose on him knows you.
As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers.
The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
Expect poison from the standing water.
You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.
Listen to the fools reproach! it is a kingly title!
The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth.
The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse,
how he shall take his prey.
The thankful reciever bears a plentiful harvest.
If others had not been foolish, we should be so.
The soul of sweet delight, can never be defil'd.
When thou seest an Eagle, thou seest a portion of Genius, lift up thy head!
As the catterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest
lays his curse on the fairest joys.
To create a little flower is the labour of ages.
Damn, braces: Bless relaxes.
The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest.
Prayers plow not! Praises reap not!
Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!
The head Sublime, the heart Pathos, the genitals Beauty, the hands &
feet Proportion.
As the air to a bird of the sea to a fish, so is contempt to the contemptible.
The crow wish'd every thing was black, the owl, that every thing was white.
Exuberance is Beauty.
If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning.
Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement,
are roads of Genius.
Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires.
Where man is not nature is barren.
Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ'd.
Enough! or Too much!
Claire put down the poetry book, she loved William Blake, it had been a week since Bishop had taken over Morganville, she was his second in command, Amelie was locked up in a jail cell, so was Oliver, Myrnin was being held prisoner in his lab, being forced to work, and not allowed blood, Michael was forced to work for Bishop, Eve and Shane had been locked in the cage in founders square, she hadn't seen or spoken to anyone, Bishop was in control of every vampire, and the humans obeyed him because they feared him, Bishop had kept his promise and let her parents leave Morganville, her mind kept replaying the scene of the day Bishop took over,
Flashback!
"Because Morganville ruined my life" she said,
"Oh Claire, if this is about what I said to you, I didn't mean it, I was mad" said Myrnin, Claire had to shut off her emotions, it was to painful,
"No Myrnin, it was all of you, all you ever did was use me, threaten me, scare me, treat me like I had no rights, my life was going fine before I came here"
"Enough of this, take them away!" ordered Bishop,
"NO! CLAIRE, PLEASE JUST LISTEN" shouted Myrnin,
"YOU WILL REGRET THIS, ALL OF YOU, CLAIRE YOU WILL CERTAINLY FEEL THE PAIN" growled Amelie, Claire was as quick as lightning as she dashed in front of Amelie and grabbed her by the neck, lifting her up of the ground,
"AMELIE!" shouted Oliver,
"CLAIRE, STOP THIS AT ONCE!" shouted Myrnin, but Claire blocked them out,
"Oh Amelie, you see im more stronger then you, more faster, more powerful, I can go out in the sun, a stake doesn't even hurt me, silver chains don't effect me, setting me on fire will do nothing, and cutting of my head wont work, torture doesn't bother me, so how will you hurt me?" her voice was dangerous, and Amelie wore a face of pure fear,
"You see Amelie, Claire is very special" said Bishop, Claire dropped Amelie and let the guards take them all away.
End of flashback!
She didn't know why it bothered her so much, this was her choice, to take a stand for herself, even if it was working for Bishop, the funny thing was that the amulet that let Bishop control all vampires didn't work on her, it was 10oclock at night, and it was her shift to watch Myrnin, she hadn't seen him, Bishop had given her a short break, apparently Myrnin was very weak, Ysandre had told her that he was still tied in silver chains, and was denied of any blood, and being forced to work, she sat up from her chair in her new office which used to be Amelie's but Bishop gave it to her, she left the office and got into the limo and was taken to Myrnin's lab.
She walked into the lab, she would be the only one watching Myrnin, as he was too weak to attack her and she was too strong so she could defend herself, she saw Myrnin sitting in his chair, trying to write, but she saw the burns of the silver, she slowly walked up behind him, Myrnin slowly turned his chair around, and when she saw his face, it broke her heart.
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