All Our Tastes Are But Reminiscences.

Poetry Has Been The Guardian Angel Of Humanity In All Ages.

All Nature Is The Temple; Earth The Altar.

My Dog! The Difference Between Thee And Me Knows Only Our Creator.

Let Us Enjoy The Fugitive Hour. Man Has No Harbor, Time Has No Shore; It Rushes On, And Carries Us With It.

Private Passions Grow Tired And Wear Themselves Out; Political Passions, Never.