To Have To Die Is A Distinction

My Friend Is Not Perfect-no More Than I Am-and So We Suit Each Other Admirable.

To Have To Die Is A Distinction Of Which No Man Is Proud.

Seated In My Library At Night, And Looking On The Silent Faces Of My Books, I Am Occasionally Visited By A Strange Sense Of The Supernatural.

The Spot Of Ground On Which A Man Has Stood Is Forever Interesting To Him.

A Man Can Bear A World's Contempt When He Has That Within Which Says He's Worthy. When He Contemns Himself, There Burns The Hell.