Where There Is Much Freedom

Weep, For The Light Is Dead.

There Is Room In The Smallest Cottage For A Happy Loving Pair.

The Painter Is, As To The Execution Of His Work, A Mechanic; But As To His Conception And Spirit And Design He Is Hardly Below Even The Poet.

Men Show No Mercy And Expect No Mercy, When Honor Calls, Or When They Fight For Their Idols Or Their Gods.

Forgiveness Is The Finding Again Of A Lost Possession.