There Is But One Poetry,--true Poetry.

When An Idea Is Wanting, A Word Can Always Be Found To Take Its Place.

We Usually Lose Today, Because There Has Been A Yesterday, And Tomorrow Is Coming.

The Mind Is Found Most Acute And Most Uneasy In The Morning. Uneasiness Is, Indeed, A Species Of Sagacity - A Passive Sagacity. Fools Are Never Uneasy.

He Is Dead In This World Who Has No Belief In Another.

Deeply Earnest And Thoughtful People Stand On Shaky Footing With The Public.