When The Poet Died His Cat Was

The Aged Love What Is Practical While Impetuous Youth Longs Only For What Is Dazzling.

How Difficult It Is To Save The Bark Of Reputation From The Rocks Of Ignorance.

Do You Suppose There Is Any Living Man So Unreasonable That If He Found Himself Stricken With A Dangerous Ailment He Would Not Anxiously Desire To Regain The Blessing Of Health?

Wanting Is Not Enough, Long And You Attain It.

I Saw The Tracks Of Angels In The Earth: The Beauty Of Heaven Walking By Itself On The World.