The Men Of The Past Had Convictions,

Silence Is The Essential Condition Of Happiness.

Sweet May Hath Come To Love Us, Flowers, Trees, Their Blossoms Don; And Through The Blue Heavens Above Us The Very Clouds Move On.

The Beauteous Eyes Of The Spring's Fair Night With Comfort Are Downward Gazing.

It Is A Common Phenomenon That Just The Prettiest Girls Find It So Difficult To Get A Man.

Religion Cannot Sink Lower Than When Somehow It Is Raised To A State Religion ... It Becomes Then An Avowed Mistress.