I Loved Him For Himself Alone.

Easy Writing's Curst Hard Reading.

I Loved Him For Himself Alone.

A Man May Think An Untruth As Well As Speak One.

Humanity Always Becomes A Conqueror.

Madam, A Circulating Library In A Town Is As An Evergreen Tree Of Diabolical Knowledge; It Blossoms Through The Year. And Depend On It That They Who Are So Fond Of Handling The Leaves, Will Long For The Fruit At Last.