Bad Times Have A Scientific Value. These

I Have No Hostility To Nature, But A Child's Love To It. I Expand And Live In The Warm Day Like Corn And Melons.

A Man Must Keep An Eye On His Servants, If He Would Not Have Them Rule Him.

Oh, Be My Friend, And Teach Me To Be Thine!

The Pest Of Society Are The Egotist, They Are Dull And Bright, Sacred And Profane, Course And Fine. It Is A Disease That Like The Flu Falls On All Constitutions.

The Sanity Of Society Is A Balance Of A Thousand Insanity's.