No One Likes To Be Pitied For

To Execute Great Things, One Should Live As Though One Would Never Die.

Indolence Is The Sleep Of The Mind.

And Where, On Earth, Dwell Hope And Truth? In Childhood's Uncorrupted Heart; Alas! Too Soon To Guileless Youth The World Doth Its Dark Code Impart!

It Is Easy To Criticize An Author, But Difficult To Appreciate Him.

We Don't Have Enough Time To Premeditate Our Actions.