Memory Is A Gulf That A Word

Genius Is A Promontory Jutting Out Into The Infinite.

There Are Souls Which, Crab-like, Crawl Continually Toward Darkness, Going Back In Life Rather Than Advancing In It, Using What Experience They Have To Increase Their Deformity, Growing Worse Without Ceasing, And Becoming Steeped More And More Thoroughly In An Intensifying Wickedness.

It Is From Books That Wise Men Derive Consolation In The Troubles Of Life.

England Has Two Books, The Bible And Shakespeare. England Made Shakespeare,but The Bible Made England.

A Criminal Remains A Criminal Whether He Uses A Convict's Suit Or A Monarch's Crown.