She Might Have Melted A Heart Of

Promise To Give Me A Kiss On My Brow When I Am Dead.--i Shall Feel It.

A Great Artist Is A Great Man In A Great Child.

A Day Will Come When There Will Be No Battlefields, But Markets Opening To Commerce And Minds Opening To Ideas.

Love Is Reducing The Universe To One Being.

Too Much Improvisation Leaves The Mind Stupidly Void.