Those Things Please More, Which Are More

It Is A Wretched Thing To Live On The Fame Of Others.

A Sound Mind In A Sound Body Is A Thing To Be Prayed For.

Nature Confesses That She Has Bestowed On The Human Race Hearts Of Softest Mould, In That She Has Given Us Tears.

Remote Though Your Farm May Be, It's Something To Be The Lord Of One Green Lizard-and Free.

The Itch Of Scribbling.