Every Production Of Genius Must Be The

Grief Is The Agony Of An Instant. The Indulgence Of Grief The Blunder Of A Life.

The Girl Of The Period Sets Up To Be Natural, And Is Only Rude; Mistakes Insolence For Innocence; Says Everything That Comes First To Her Lips, And Thinks She Is Gay When She Is Only Giddy.

The Constitution Of England Is Not A Paper Constitution. It Is An Aggregate Of Institutions, Many Of Them Founded Merely Upon Prescription, Some Of Them Fortified By Muniments, But All Of Them The Fruit And Experience Of An Ancient And Illustrious People.

You Behold A Range Of Exhausted Volcanoes. Not A Flame Flickers On A Single Pallid Crest.

We Are All Born For Love. It Is The Principle Of Existence, And Its Only End.