A Marciful Providunce Fashioned Us Holler O'

Be Noble! And The Nobleness That Liesin Other Men, Sleeping, But Never Dead,will Rise In Majesty To Meet Thine Own.

A Stray Hair, By Its Continued Irritation, May Give More Annoyance Than A Smart Blow.

The Victory's In Believing.

[b]ut In Literature, It Should Be Remembered, A Thing Always Becomes His At Last Who Says It Best, And Thus Makes It His Own.

The Thing We Long For, That We Are For One Transcendent Moment.