Born in August 9, 1653 / Died in December 9, 1683 / United Kingdom / English
Lord of myself, accountable to none, but to my conscience, and my God alone.
We had an awfully good ball club that was capable of beating anybody. They were that good.
And all your future lies beneath your hat.
One of my resolutions is to quit smoking. I've tried for the past two years, but this year I am going to stick with it.
I wear my Pen as others do their Sword.
Ah, dearer than my soul. Dearer than light, or life, or fame.
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