How Deeply Seated In The Human Heart

Pleasure Has No Logic; It Never Treads In Its Own Footsteps.

Fine Phrases I Value More Than Bank-notes. I Have Ear For No Other Harmony Than The Harmony Of Words. To Be Occasionally Quoted Is The Only Fame I Care For.

If We Were To Live Here Always, With No Other Care Than How To Feed, Clothe, And House Ourselves, Life Would Be A Very Sorry Business. It Is Immeasurably Heightened By The Solemnity Of Death.

To-day Is Always Different From Yesterday.

A Poem Round And Perfect As A Star.