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No Man Ever Feels The Restraint Of Law So Long As He Remains Within The Sphere Of His Liberty -- A Sphere, By The Way, Always Large Enough For The Full Exercise Of His Powers And The Supply Of All His Legitimate Wants.

A Mind Grows By What It Feeds On.

If Have Got My Spindle And My Distaff Ready--my Pen And Mind--never Doubting For An Instant That God Will Send Me Flax.

Why Will You Be Always Sallying Out To Break Lances With Other People's Wind-mills, When Your Own Is Not Capable Of Grinding Corn For The Horse You Ride?

I Look Into Your Great Brown Eyes, Where Love And Loyal Homage Shine, And Wonder Where The Difference Lies Between Your Soul And Mine!.