We Pass For What We Are.

Little Thinks, In The Field, Yon Red-cloaked Clown, Of Thee, From The Hill-top Looking Down; And The Heifer, That Lows In The Upland Farm, Far-heard, Lows Not Thine Ear To Charm; The Sexton Tolling The Bell At Noon, Dreams Not That Great Napoleon Sto

Philanthropies And Charities Have A Certain Air Of Quackery.

A Friend May Be Nature's Most Magnificent Creation.

Living Without Laughing Isn't Living. Be Silly. Be Honest. Be Kind.

Liberty Is Slow Fruit. It Is Never Cheap; It Is Made Difficult Because Freedom Is The Accomplishment And Perfectness Of Man.