What Is Reading But Silent Conversation?

We Fancy We Suffer From Ingratitude, While In Reality We Suffer From Self-love.

Circumstances Form The Character; But, Like Petrifying Matters, They Harden While They Form.

We Cannot At Once Catch The Applauses Of The Vulgar And Expect The Approbation Of The Wise.

Every Witticism Is An Inexact Thought; That Which Is Perfectly True Is Imperfectly Witty.

God Scatters Beauty As He Scatters Flowers O'er The Wide Earth, And Tells Us All Are Ours. A Hundred Lights In Every Temple Burn, And At Each Shrine I Bend My Knee In Turn.