I Go Into My Library And All

Stirling, Like A Huge Brooch, Clasps Highlands And Lowlands Together.

It Is A Characteristic Of Pleasure That We Can Never Recognize It To Be Pleasure Till After It Is Gone.

A Man Can Bear A World's Contempt When He Has That Within Which Says He's Worthy. When He Contemns Himself, There Burns The Hell.

A Brave Soul Is A Thing Which All Things Serve.

God Has Thickly Strewn Infinity With Grandeur.