Pleasure Has No Logic; It

God Has Thickly Strewn Infinity With Grandeur.

My Friend Is Not Perfect-no More Than I Am-and So We Suit Each Other Admirable.

Good-humor And, Generosity Carry Day With The Popular Heart All The World Over.

In My Garden, Care Stops At The Gate And Gazes At Me Wistfully Through The Bars.

It Is Not Of So Much Consequence What You Say, As How You Say It. Memorable Sentences Are Memorable On Account Of Some Single Irradiating Word.