For One Thing, I Know Every Book

Persistent Prophecy Is A Familiar Way Of Assuring The Event.

That Is One Of The Bitter Curses Of Poverty; It Leaves No Right To Be Generous.

I Have The Happiness Of A Passing Moment, And What More Can Mortal Ask?

It Is Our Duty Never To Speak Ill Of Others, You Know; Least Of All When We Know That To Do So Will Be The Cause Of Much Pain And Trouble.

For The Man Sound Of Body And Serene Of Mind There Is No Such Thing As Bad Weather; Every Day Has Its Beauty, And Storms Which Whip The Blood Do But Make It Pulse More Vigorously.