Troubles Loom Up Big When They're Ahead,

We Go To The Grave Of A Friend Saying, "a Man Is Dead," But Angels Throng About Him Saying, "a Man Is Born."

No Man Is More Cheated Than The Selfish Man.

The Bibliophile Is The Master Of His Books, The Bibliomaniac Their Slave.

God Has Made Sleep To Be A Sponge By Which To Rub Out Fatigue. A Man's Roots Are Planted In Night As In A Soil.

Nothing Dies So Hard, Or Rallies So Often As Intolerance.