There Is A Sacredness In Tears

An Inexhaustible Good Nature Is One Of The Most Precious Gifts Of Heaven, Spreading Itself Like Oil Over The Troubled Sea Of Thought, And Keeping The Mind Smooth And Equable In The Roughest Weather.

No Man Knows What The Wife Of His Bosom Is Until He Has Gone With Her Through The Fiery Trials Of This World.

The Natural Principle Of War Is To Do The Most Harm To Our Enemy With The Least Harm To Ourselves; And This Of Course Is To Be Effected By Stratagem.

The Literary World Is Made Up Of Little Confederacies, Each Looking Upon Its Own Members As The Lights Of The Universe; And Considering All Others As Mere Transient Meteors, Doomed To Soon Fall And Be Forgotten, While Its Own Luminaries Are To Shine Steadily Into Immortality.

Some Minds Seem Almost To Create Themselves, Springing Up Under Every Disadvantage And Working Their Solitary But Irresistible Way Through A Thousand Obstacles.