We Forgive Just So Long

The Accent Of A Man's Native Country Remains In His Mind And His Heart, As It Does In His Speech.

No Man Deserves To Be Praised For His Goodness, Who Has It Not In His Power To Be Wicked. Goodness Without That Power Is Generally Nothing More Than Sloth, Or An Impotence Of Will.

We Promise According To Our Hopes And Perform According To Our Fears.

Simplicity Is A Delicate Imposition.

Though Confidence Is Very Fine, And Makes The Future Sunny; I Want No Confidence For Mine, I'd Rather Have The Money