Love The Sea? I Dote Upon It--from

Quality, Not Quantity, Is My Measure.

He Who Owns The Soil, Owns Up To The Sky.

I Would Like To Have A Second Chance At My First Love.

Reputations, Like Beavers And Cloaks, Shall Last Some People Twice The Time Of Others.

What A Fine-looking Thing Is War! Yet, Dress It As We May, Dress And Feather It, Daub It With Gold, Huzza It, And Sing Swaggering Songs About It,--what Is It, Nine Times Out Of Ten, But Murder In Uniform!