There Are Like To Be Short Graces

Asparagus Inspires Gentle Thoughts.

No One Ever Regarded The First Of January With Indifference. It Is That From Which All Date Their Time, And Count Upon What Is Left. It Is The Nativity Of Our Common Adam.

He Who Hath Not A Dram Of Folly In His Mixture Hath Pounds Of Much Worse Matter In His Composition.

We Are Nothing; Less Than Nothing, And Dreams. We Are Only What Might Have Been.

My Only Books Were Woman's Looks,- And Folly 's All They 've Taught Me.