He That Sleeps Feels Not The Tooth-ache

Literature Is A Comprehensive Essence Of The Intellectual Life Of A Nation.

Upon Thy Cheek I Lay This Zealous Kiss, As Seal To The Indenture Of My Love.

So Quick Bright Things Come To Confusion.​​​​​​

Cold Indeed, And Labor Lost: Then Farewell Heat, And Welcome Frost!

Courage Mounteth With Occasion.