It Is Not My Deeds That I

The Great And Glorious Masterpiece Of Humanity Is To Know How To Live With A Purpose.

How Many Quarrels, And How Important, Has The Doubt As To The Meaning Of This Syllable "hoc" Produced For The World!

We May So Seize On Virtue, That If We Embrace It With An Overgreedy And Violent Desire, It May Become Vicious.

He That Had Never Seen A River, Imagined The First He Met With To Be The Sea.

It Is Easier To Write An Indifferent Poem Than To Understand A Good One.