No Talent, But Yet A

Sleep Is Good, Death Is Better; But Of Course, The Best Thing Would To Have Never Been Born At All.

As The Stars Are The Glory Of The Sky, So Great Men Are The Glory Of Their Country, Yea, Of The Whole Earth. The Hearts Of Great Men Are The Stars Of Earth; And Doubtless When One Looks Down From Above Upon Our Planet, These Hearts Are Seen To Send Forth, A Silvery Light Just Like The Stars Of Heaven.

We Should Forgive Our Enemies, But Not Before They Are Hanged

Whenever Books Are Burned, Men Also In The End Are Burned.

Don't Send A Poet To London.