Most People Would Succeed In Small Things

One Half The World Must Sweat And Groan That The Other Half May Dream.

Our Blossoms Of Passion, Gay And Luxuriant Flowers, Are Bright And Full Of Fragrance, But They Beguile Us And Lead Us Astray, And Their Odor Is Deadly.

Silence Is A Great Peacemaker.

Sometimes We May Learn More From A Man's Errors, Than From His Virtues.

Autumn Arrives Like A Warrior With The Stain Of Blood Upon His Brazen Mail. His Crimson Scarf Is Rent. His Scarlet Banner Drips With Gore. His Step Is Like A Flail Upon The Threshing Floor.