Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night. - William Blake

Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;

Acts themselves alone are history, and these are neither the exclusive property of Hume, Gibbon nor Voltaire, Echard, Rapin, Plutarch, nor Herodotus. Tell me the Acts, O historian, and leave me to reason upon them as I please; away with your reasoning and your rubbish. All that is not action is not worth reading.

I must Create a System, or be enslav'd by another Man's;
I will not Reason and Compare: my business is to Create.