You Are My Peace, My

The Defects Of Human Nature Afford Us Opportunities Of Exercising Our Philosophy, The Best Employment Of Our Virtues. If All Men Were Righteous, All Hearts True And Frank And Loyal, What Use Would Our Virtues Be?

Time Has Nothing To Do With The Matter.

Each Day My Reason Tells Me So; But Reason Doesn't Rule In Love, You Know.

Perfect Good Sense Shuns All Extremity, Content To Couple Wisdom With Sobriety.

You Have But To Hold Forth In Cap And Gown, And Any Gibberish Becomes Learning, All Nonsense Passes For Sense.