There Is A False Love

We Have Two Ears And One Tongue So That We Would Listen More And Talk Less.

Blushing Is The Color Of Virtue.

The Question Was Put To Him, What Hope Is; And His Answer Was, "the Dream Of A Waking Man."

Good Men Nowhere, But Good Boys At Sparta.

One Day, Observing A Child Drinking Out Of His Hands, He Cast Away The Cup From His Wallet With The Words, "a Child Has Beaten Me In Plainness Of Living."