The Power Of Association Is Stronger Than

All Art Is But Dirtying The Paper Delicately.

Hope- The Recognition, By True Foresight, Of Better Things To Be Reached Here After.

In General, Pride Is At The Bottom Of All Great Mistakes.

Come, Ye Cold Winds, At January's Call, On Whistling Wings, And With White Flakes Bestrew The Earth.

Imperfection Is In Some Sort Essential To All That We Know Of Life. It Is The Sign Of Life In A Mortal Body, That Is To Say, Of A State Of Progress And Change. Nothing That Lives Is, Or Can Be Rigidly Perfect; Part Of It Is Decaying, Part Nascent.