Friendship Is Love Without His Wings!

I Am Not Now That Which I Have Been.

A Thousand Years May Scare Form A State. An Hour May Lay It In Ruins.

By Headless Charles See Heartless Henry Lies.

Tis Pleasing To Be School'd In A Strange Tongue By Female Lips And Eyes--that Is, I Mean, When Both The Teacher And The Taught Are Young, As Was The Case, At Least, Where I Have Been; They Smile So When One's Right; And When One's Wrong They Smile Still More.

Talent May Be In Time Forgiven, But Genius Never