Virtue, Though Clothed In A Beggar's Garb,

In The Case Of A Creative Mind, It Seems To Me, The Intellect Has Withdrawn Its Watchers From The Gates, And The Ideas Rush In Pell-mell And Only Then Does It Review And Inspect The Multitudes.

Virtue Has Her Heroes Too As Well As Fame And Fortune.

A Pity About The People! They Are Brave Enough Comrades, But They Have Heads Like A Soapboiler's.

O Tender Yearning, Sweet Hoping! The Golden Time Of First Love! The Eye Sees The Open Heaven, The Heart Is Intoxicated With Bliss; O That The Beautiful Time Of Young Love Could Remain Green Forever.

Be Noble Minded! Our Own Heart, And Not Other Men's Opinions Of Us, Forms Our True Honor.