Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

Ah, But A Man's Reach Should Exceed His Grasp, Or What's A Heaven For?

Believeth With The Life, The Pain Shall Stop.

You Should Not Take A Fellow Eight Years Old And Make Him Swear To Never Kiss The Girls.

To Do Good Things In The World, First You Must Know Who You Are And What Gives Meaning To Your Life.

I Hear You Reproach, "but Delay Was Best, For Their End Was A Crime." Oh, A Crime Will Do As Well, I Reply, To Serve For A Test As A Virtue Golden Through And Through, Sufficient To Vindicate Itself And Prove Its Worth At A Moment's View! . . . . . . Let A Man Contend To The Uttermost For His Life's Set Prize, Be It What It Will! The Counter Our Lovers Staked Was Lost As Surely As If It Were Lawful Coin; And The Sin I Impute To Each Frustrate Ghost Is-the Unlit Lamp And The Ungirt Loin, Though The End In Sight Was A Vice, I Say.