Where Imperfection Ceaseth, Heaven Begins.

Life Hath More Awe Than Death.

When Night Hath Set Her Silver Lamp High, Then Is The Time For Study.

Man Is One; And He Hath One Great Heart. It Is Thus We Feel, With A Gigantic Throb Athwart The Sea, Each Other's Rights And Wrongs; Thus Are We Men.

Envy's A Coal Comes Hissing Hot From Hell.

The Worst Way To Improve The World Is To Condemn It.