No Thoroughly Occupied Person Was

Moroseness Is The Evening Of Turbulence.

Principles Do Not Mainly Influence Even The Principled; We Talk On Principle, But We Act On Interest.

I See The Rainbow In The Sky, The Dew Upon The Grass; I See Them, And I Ask Not Why They Glimmer Or They Pass. With Folded Arms I Linger Not To Call Them Back; 'twere Vain: In This, Or In Some Other Spot, I Know They'll Shine Again.

A Man's Vanity Tells Him What Is Honor, A Man's Conscience What Is Justice.

We Cannot Be Contented Because We Are Happy, And We Cannot Be Happy Because We Are Contented.