We Know That Madness Belongs To Love,--what

Goodness That Preaches Undoes Itself.

For The Most Part, Only The Light Characters Travel. Who Are You That Have No Task To Keep You At Home?

The Moral Sense Is Always Supported By The Permanent Interest Of The Parties. Else, I Know Not How, In Our World, Any Good Would Ever Get Done.

Words Are Alive. Cut Them And They Bleed.

A Seashell Should Be The Crest Of England, Not Only Because It Represents A Power Built On The Waves, But Also The Hard Finish Ofthe Men. The Englishman Is Finished Like A Cowry Or A Murex.