For Avarice Begins Where Poverty Ends.

Towns Find It As Hard As Houses Of Business To Rise Again From Ruin.

Pity Is Woman's Sweetest Charm.

When Women Love Us, They Forgive Us Everything, Even Our Crimes; When They Do Not Love Us, They Give Us Credit For Nothing, Not Even Our Virtues.

Society Is No More Indulgent Than Was The God Of Genesis.

I'm A Great Poet. I Don't Put My Poems On Paper: They Consist Of Actions And Feelings.