Friendship May Sometimes Step A Few Paces

What Is Reading But Silent Conversation?

The Siren Waits Thee, Singing Song For Song.

Truth Is A Point, The Subtlest And Finest; Harder Than Adamant; Never To Be Broken, Worn Away, Or Blunted. Its Only Bad Quality Is, That It Is Sure To Hurt Those Who Touch It; And Likely To Draw Blood, Perhaps The Life Blood, Of Those Who Press Earnestly Upon It.

The Worse Of Ingratitude Lies Not In The Ossified Heart Of Him Who Commits It, But We Find It In The Effect It Produces On Him Against Whom It Was Committed.

Sculpture And Painting Are Moments Of Life; Poetry Is Life Itself.