If I Lie Down On My Bed

The Religion Of Christianity Is Mixed Of Sweetness And Cruelty Reject This Sweetness, For She Wears A Smoky Dress Out Of Hell Fires.

Coleridge Received The Person From Porlock And Ever After Called Him A Curse, Then Why Did He Hurry To Let Him In? He Could Have Hid In The House.

You Must Have Some Money If You Are Going To Live Simply. It Need Not Be Much, But You Must Have Some.

Youth Is An Arithmetical Statement Of Passing Interest, Each Hour Eats It Up.

One Never Knows Really How Things Are With Other People, They Just Do Always Seem More Spirited Than Oneself Somehow.