Your Very Silence Shows You

A Wise Fellow Who Is Also Worthless Always Charms The Rabble.

Good And Bad May Not Be Dissevered; There Is, As There Should Be, A Commingling.

I Think It Makes Small Difference To The Dead, If They Are Buried In The Tokens Of Luxury. All That Is An Empty Glorification Left For Those Who Live.

Alas!-but Why Alas? It Is The Lot Of Mortality We Experience.

The Worst, The Least Curable Hatred Is That Which Has Superseded Deep Love.