To Generalize Is To Be An Idiot.

The Glory Of Christianity Is To Conquer By Forgiveness.

The Crow Wished Everything Was Black, The Owl, That Everything Was White.

To Chloe's Breast Young Cupid Slily Stole, But He Crept In At Myra's Pocket-hole.

A Dog Starved At His Master's Gate Predicts The Ruin Of The State.

Harmony Of Colouring Is Destructive Of Art? It Is Like The Smile Of A Fool.