Just Knows, And Knows No

[my Kitten's] Gambols Are Not To Be Described, And Would Be Incredible, If They Could.

The Cares Of Today Are Seldom Those Of Tomorrow.

How Sweet, How Passing Sweet, Is Solitude! But Grant Me Still A Friend In My Retreat, Whom I May Whisper, Solitude Is Sweet.

Did Charity Prevail, The Press Would Prove A Vehicle Of Virtue, Truth, And Love.

God Made Bees, And Bees Made Honey, God Made Man, And Man Made Money, Pride Made The Devil, And The Devil Made Sin; So God Made A Cole-pit To Put The Devil In.