No Skill Or Art Is Needed To

We Can't Form Our Children On Our Own Concepts; We Must Take Them And Love Them As God Gives Them To Us.

And Step By Step, Along The Path Of Life, There's Nothing True But Heaven.

The Unnatural, That Too Is Natural.

A Resolution That Is Communicated Is No Longer Within Thy Power; Thy Attentions Become Now The Plaything Of Chance; He Who Would Have His Commands Certainly Carried Out Must Take Man By Surprise.

What Sort Of Faults May We Retain, Nay, Even Cherish In Ourselves? Those Faults Which Are Rather Pleasant Than Offensive To Others.