Faith Is Hidden Household Capital.

The Question "from Where Does The Poet Get It?" Addresses Only The What, Nobody Learns Anything About The How When Asking That Question.

A Lot Of People Do Not Care About Your Money Until Nearly Penniless. They Also Do So With Time

The Soul That Sees Beauty May Sometimes Walk Alone.

Who Never Ate His Bread In Sorrow, Who Never Spent The Darksome Hours Weeping, And Watching For The Morrow,- He Knows You Not, Ye Heavenly Powers.

The Public Wishes Itself To Be Managed Like A Woman; One Must Say Nothing To It Except What It Likes To Hear.