There Is But On Virtue--the Eternal Sacrifice

Art Speaks Only To The Mind, Whereas Nature Speaks To All The Faculties.

One Wastes So Much Time, One Is So Prodigal Of Life, At Twenty! Our Days Of Winter Count For Double. That Is The Compensation Of The Old.

Be Prudent, And If You Hear, * * * Some Insult Or Some Threat, * * * Have The Appearance Of Not Hearing It.

Nothing Resembles Selfishness More Closely Than Self-respect

I See Upon Their Noble Brows The Seal Of The Lord, For They Were Born Kings Of The Earth Far More Truly Than Those Who Possess It Only From Having Bought It.