He Who Has Once Taken

Sweet Is The Breath Of Praise When Given By Those Whose Own High Merit Claims The Praise They Give.

Names Govern The World.

Love Never Reasons, But Profusely Gives, Gives, Like A Thoughtless Prodigal, Its All, And Trembles Then, Lest It Has Done Too Little.

In Men This Blunder Still You Find; All Think Their Little Set Mankind.

If I Wanted To Punish An Enemy, It Should Be By Fastening On Him The Trouble Of Constantly Hating Somebody.