It Has Been Said That Figures Rule

Nature Is So Perfect That The Trinity Couldn't Have Fashioned Her Any More Perfect. She Is An Organ On Which Our Lord Plays And The Devil Works The Bellows.

All Theory, Dear Friend, Is Gray, But The Golden Tree Of Life Springs Ever Green.

Lamps Make Oil-spots And Candles Need Snuffing; It Is Only The Light Of Heaven That Shines Pure And Leaves No Stain.

The Greatest Piece Of Folly Is That Every Man Thinks Himself Compelled To Hand Down What People Think They Have Known.

Yet Through Delivery Orators Succeed, I Feel That I Am Far Behind Indeed.