It Is More Difficult To Look Upon

The Half Hour Between Waking And Rising Has All My Life Proved Propitious To Any Task Which Was Exercising My Invention... It Was Always When I First Opened My Eyes That The Desired Ideas Thronged Upon Me.

War Is The Only Game In Which Both Sides Lose.

Just At The Age 'twixt Boy And Youth, When Thought Is Speech, And Speech Is Truth.

The Chain Of Friendship, However Bright, Does Not Stand The Attrition Of Constant Close Contact.

Woman's Faith And Woman's Trust, Write The Characters In Dust.