We Reckon Hours And Minutes To Be

Coerced Innocence Is Like An Imprisoned Lark,--open The Door, And It Is Off Forever. The Bird That Roams Through The Sky And The Groves Unrestrained Knows How To Dodge The Hawk And Protect Itself; But The Caged One, The Moment It Leaves Its Bars And Bolts Behind, Is Pounced Upon By The Fowler Or The Vulture.

He Who Sports Compliments, Unless He Takes Good Aim, May Miss His Mark, And Be Wounded By The Recoil Of His Own Weapon.

Whenever There Is Authority, There Is A Natural Inclination To Disobedience.

Nicknames Stick To People, And The Most Ridiculous Are The Most Adhesive.

Failures To Heroic Minds Are The Stepping Stones To Success.