Good Manners Require Space And Time.

And When Night, Guiding Her Bright Train Of Stars, Throws O'er The Sleeping World Her Gloomy Veil, Lonely Amidst The Desert And The Darkness, Musing Upon The Night's Calm Majesty; Wrapt Up In Quietness, With Shade And Silence, My Soul More Closely Worshippeth Thy Presence; With An Internal Day I Feel Enlighten'd, And Hear A Voice, Which Biddeth Me To Hope.

A Woman's Strength Is Most Potent When Robed In Gentleness.

I Am The Fellow Citizen Of Every Being That Thinks; My Country Is Truth.

My Dog! The Difference Between Thee And Me Knows Only Our Creator.

Man, Man, Is Thy Brother, And Thy Father Is God.