Trust Not The Heart Of

Rare Benevolence, The Minister Of God.

The Barrenest Of All Mortals Is The Sentimentalist.

Our Very Walking Is An Incessant Falling; A Falling And A Catching Of Ourselves Before We Come Actually To The Pavement. It Is Emblematic Of All Things A Man Does.

Humor Has Justly Been Regarded As The Finest Perfection Of Poetic Genius.

Money Will Buy Money's Worth; But The Thing Men Call Fame, What Is It?