All Men Have Need Of The Gods.

For A Friend With An Understanding Heart Is Worth No Less Than A Brother

I Am A Part Of All That I Have Met. Yet, Experience Is An Arch Wherethro Gleams That Untravl'd World Whose Margin Fades Forever And Forever When I Move.

I Discovered A Meal Between Breakfast And Brunch.

The Leader, Mingling With The Vulgar Host, Is In The Common Mass Of Matter Lost.

Life Is Not To Be Bought With Heaps Of Gold; Not All Apollo's Pythian Treasures Hold, Or Troy Once Held, In Peace And Pride Of Sway, Can Bribe The Poor Possession Of The Day.