Pluck Not The Wayside Flower; It Is

Pluck Not The Wayside Flower; It Is The Traveler's Dower.

If Any Foes Of Mine Are There, I Pardon Every One: I Hope That Man And Womankind Will Do The Same By Me.

I Believe In Success, And In Comfort No Less I Believe All The Rest Is But Patter.

The Mother's Kiss Is The Sweetest Thing Ever.

Soul's Castle Fell At One Blast Of Temptation, But Many A Worm Had Pierced The Foundation.