No Thoroughly Occupied Man Was Ever Yet

All Sweeping Assertions Are Erroneous.

I Do Love Violets; They Tell The History Of Woman's Love.

I Cannot See Why A Taste For The Country Should Be Held So Very Indispensable A Requisite For Excellence; But Really People Talk Of It As If It Were A Virtue, And As If An Opposite Opinion Was, To Say The Least Of It, Very Immoral.

Knowledge Is Much Like Dust - It Sticks To One, One Does Not Know How.

Ah, Tell Me Not That Memory Sheds Gladness O'er The Past; What Is Recalled By Faded Flowers, Save That They Did Not Last? Were It Not Better To Forget, Than But Remember And Regret?