A Judge May Be A Farmer; But

Dreams And Beasts Are Two Keys By Which We Find Out The Keys Of Our Own Nature.

What Care Though Rival Cities Soar Along The Stormy Coast, Penn's Town, New York, Baltimore, If Boston Knew The Most!

Conservatism Makes No Poetry, Breathes No Prayer, Has No Invention; It Is All Memory. Reform Has No Gratitude, No Prudence, No Husbandry.

We Can See Well Into The Past; We Can Guess Shrewdly Into The Future, But That Which Is Rolled Up And Muffled In Impenetrable Folds Is Today.

It Is A Capital Blunder; As You Discover, When Another Man Recites His Charities.