I Like To Praise And Reward Loudly,

I Shall Be An Autocrat: That's My Trade. And The Good Lord Will Forgive Me: That's His.

I Will Live To Make Myself Not Feared.

I Beg You Take Courage; The Brave Soul Can Mend Even Disaster.

A Great Wind Is Blowing, And That Gives You Either Imagination Or A Headache.

To Tempt, And To Be Tempted, Are Things Very Nearly Allied, And, In Spite Of The Finest Maxims Of Morality Impressed Upon The Mind, Whenever Feeling Has Anything To Do In The Matter, No Sooner Is It Excited Than We Have Already Gone Vastly Farther Than We Are Aware Of, And I Have Yet To Learn How It Is Possible To Prevent Its Being Excited.