It Is Wise To Withhold One's Heart

Ten Thousand Men Possess Ten Thousand Hopes.

Oh, What A Vileness Human Beauty Is; Corroding, Corrupting Everything It Touches.

The Little Done Doth Vanish To The Mind Which Forward Sees How Much Remains To Do.

All Men Know Their Children Mean More Than Life. If Childless People Sneer- Well, They've Less Sorrow. But What Lonesome Luck!

I Envy That Man Who Passes Through Life Safely, To The World And Fame Unknown.