One May Do Whatever One

It 's Wiser Being Good Than Bad; It 's Safer Being Meek Than Fierce; It 's Fitter Being Sane Than Mad. My Own Hope Is, A Sun Will Pierce The Thickest Cloud Earth Ever Stretched; That After Last Returns The First, Though A Wide Compass Round Be Fetched.

Dear, Dead Women, With Such Hair, Too--what's Become Of All The Gold Used To Hang And Brush Their Bosoms?

You Should Not Take A Fellow Eight Years Old And Make Him Swear To Never Kiss The Girls.

The Great Beacon Light God Sets In All, The Conscience Of Each Bosom.

A Lion May Die Of An Ass's Kick.