Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius.

…proved That Woman Isn't A Half But A Whole Human Being, And Can Stand Alone.

I Make So Many Beginnings There Never Will Be An End.

Prosperity Suits Some People, And They Blossom Best In A Glow Of Sunshine; Others Need The Shade, And Are The Sweeter For A Touch Of Frost.

Love Is The Only Thing That We Can Carry With Us When We Go, And It Makes The End So Easy.

I Will Make A Battering-ram Of My Head And Make My Way Through This Rough And Tumble World.