The Thought, The Deadly Thought Of Solitude.

I Would Sooner Fail Than Not Be Among The Greatest.

Wine Is Only Sweet To Happy Men.

Call The World If You Please "the Vale Of Soul-making." Then You Will Find Out The Use Of The World.

Every Fresh Experience Points Out Some Form Of Error Which We Shall Afterwards Carefully Avoid.

Shed No Tear - O, Shed No Tear! The Flower Will Bloom Another Year. Weep No More - O, Weep No More! Young Buds Sleep In The Root's White Core.