The Law Cannot Equalize Mankind In Spite

The Tempests Of Youth Are Mingled With Days Of Brilliant Sunshine.

The Generality Of Men Are So Bound Within The Sphere Of Their Circumstances That They Have Not Even The Courage To Get Out Of Them Through Their Ideas, And If We See A Few Whom, In A Way, Speculation Over Great Things Makes Incapable Of Mean Ones, We Find Still More With Whom The Practice Of Small Things Takes Away The Feeling For Great Ones.

Indolence Is The Sleep Of The Mind.

And Where, On Earth, Dwell Hope And Truth? In Childhood's Uncorrupted Heart; Alas! Too Soon To Guileless Youth The World Doth Its Dark Code Impart!

Some Are Born To Invent, Others To Embellish; But The Gilder Attracts More Attention Than The Architect.