Is That A Birthday? 'tis,

Blessed Is The Man Who Expects Nothing, For He Shall Never Be Disappointed Was The Ninth Beatitude.

To Dazzle Let The Vain Design, To Raise The Thought And Touch The Heart, Be Thine!

Praise Is Like Ambergrease: A Little Whiff Of It, And By Snatches, Is Very Agreeable; But When A Man Holds A Whole Lump Of It To Your Nose, It Is A Stink, And Strikes You Down.

Every Professional Was Once An Amateur.

Why Did I Write? What Sin To Me Unknown Dipped Me In Ink, My Parents , Or My Own?