Some Men Love Truth So

Justice While She Winks At Crimes, Stumbles On Innocence Sometimes.

It Is Tact That Is Golden, Not Silence.

Autumn Is The Mellower Season, And What We Lose In Flowers We More Than Gain In Fruits.

The Youth Of An Art Is, Like The Youth Of Anything Else, Its Most Interesting Period. When It Has Come To The Knowledge Of Good And Evil It Is Stronger, But We Care Less About It.

If Life Must Not Be Taken Too Seriously, Then So Neither Must Death.