Oh For A Tongue To Curse The

The Beggar Wears All Colors Fearing None.

Milton Almost Requires A Solemn Service Of Music To Be Played Before You Enter Upon Him. But He Brings His Music, To Which Who Listen Had Need Bring Docile Thoughts And Purged Ears.

We Grow Gray In Our Spirit Long Before We Grow Gray In Our Hair.

Anything Awful Makes Me Laugh. I Misbehaved Once At A Funeral.

A Child's Nature Is Too Serious A Thing To Admit Of Its Being Regarded As A Mere Appendage To Another Being.