No Ear Can Hear Nor Tongue Can

Whatsoever Thy Birth, Thou Wert A Beautiful Thought, And Softly Bodied Forth.

A Drop Of Ink May Make A Million Think.

In England The Only Homage Which They Pay To Virtue - Is Hypocrisy.

He Who Grown Aged In This World Of Woe, In Deeds, Not Years, Piercing The Depths Of Life, So That No Wonder Waits Him.

Friendship Is Love Without His Wings!