Dirt Has Been Shrewdly Termed "misplaced Material.

The Transept Belfry And The Two Towers Were To Him Three Great Cages, The Birds In Which, Taught By Him, Would Sing For Him Alone. Yet It Was These Same Bells Which Had Made Him Deaf; But Mothers Are Often Fondest Of The Child Who Has Made Them Suffer Most.

Life Is A Flower Of Which Love Is Honey.

Every Day Has Its Great Grief Or Its Small Anxiety. ... One Cloud Is Dispelled, Another Forms. There Is Hardly One Day In A Hundred Of Real Joy And Bright Sunshine.

O Youth! Thou Often Tearest Thy Wings Against The Thorns Of Voluptuousness.

Everything Bows To Success, Even Grammar.