Among All Forms Of Mistake, Prophecy Is

What A Wretched Lot Of Old Shrivelled Creatures We Shall Be By-and-by. Never Mind - The Uglier We Get In The Eyes Of Others, The Lovelier We Shall Be To Each Other; That Has Always Been My Firm Faith About Friendship.

There Is A Great Deal Of Unmapped Country Within Us Which Would Have To Be Taken Into Account In An Explanation Of Our Gusts And Storms.

Shall We, Because We Walk On Our Hind Feet, Assume To Ourselves Only The Privilege Of Imperishability?

Men Outlive Their Love, But They Don’t Outlive The Consequences Of Their Recklessness.

No Man Is Matriculated To The Art Of Life Till He Has Been Well Tempted.