A Pill That The Present Moment Is

Love The Sea? I Dote Upon It--from The Beach.

Wits, Like Drunken Men With Swords, Are Apt To Draw Their Steel Upon Their Best Acquaintances.

Earth Is Here So Kind, That Just Tickle Her With A Hoe And She Laughs With A Harvest.

Literature, Like A Gypsy, To Be Picturesque, Should Be A Little Ragged.

Virtue Is A Beautiful Thing In Woman When They Don't Go About With It Like A Child With A Drum Making All Sorts Of Noise With It.