Conscience Is The Mirror Of Our Souls,

Truth Is Not Exciting Enough To Those Who Depend On The Characters And Lives Of Their Neighbors For All Their Amusement.

Style Is The Gossamer On Which The Seeds Of Truth Float Through The World.

Dishonesty Is So Grasping It Would Deceive God Himself, Were It Possible.

I Find The Name Of Jesus Christ Written On The Top Of Every Page Of Modern History.

Ennui Is The Desire Of Activity Without The Fit Means Of Gratifying The Desire.