Every Great Writer Is A Writer Of

The Sublime Is Contained In A Grain Of Dust.

As The Pearl Ripens In The Obscurity Of Its Shell, So Ripens In The Tomb All The Fame That Is Truly Precious.

The Siren Waits Thee, Singing Song For Song.

The Moderate Are Not Usually The Most Sincere, For The Same Circumspection Which Makes Them Moderate Makes Them Likewise Retentive Of What Could Give Offence.

I Strove With None; For None Was Worth My Strife.