Happiness Lies In The Fulfillment Of The

Longevity Is The Revenge Of Talent Upon Genius.

The American Language Is In A State Of Flux Based Upon Survival Of The Unfittest.

Fallen Leaves Lying On The Grass In The November Sun Bring More Happiness Than The Daffodils.

In My Religion, There Would Be No Exclusive Doctrine; All Would Be Love, Poetry, And Doubt.

There Is No Pain Equal To That Which Two Lovers Can Inflict On One Another.