Everyone Should Have Two Or

Day After Day, Day After Day, We Stuck, Nor Breath Nor Motion; As Idle As A Painted Ship Upon A Painted Ocean.

And Looking To The Heaven, That Bends Above You, How Oft! I Bless The Lot, That Made Me Love You.

Contempt Is Egotism In Ill- Humor.

It Is A Gentle And Affectionate Thought, That In Immeasurable Height Above Us, At Our First Birth, The Wreath Of Love Was Woven With Sparkling Stars For Flowers.

A Man Of Maxims Only Is Like A Cyclops With One Eye, And That In The Back Of His Head.