Let Us Not Throw The Rope After

Let Me Leap Out Of The Frying-pan Into The Fire; Or, Out Of God's Blessing Into The Warm Sun.

It Is Impossible For Good Or Evil To Last Forever; And Hence It Follows That The Evil Having Lasted So Long, The Good Must Be Now Nigh At Hand.

When Life Itself Seems Lunatic, Who Knows Where Madness Lies? Perhaps To Be Too Practical May Be Madness. To Surrender Dreams, This May Be Madness ...maddest Of All Is To See Life As It Is And Not As It Should Be.

If You Are Ambitious Of Climbing Up To The Difficult, And In A Manner Inaccessible, Summit Of The Temple Of Fame, Your Surest Way Is To Leave On One Hand The Narrow Path Of Poetry, And Follow The Narrower Track Of Knight-errantry, Which In A Trice May Raise You To An Imperial Throne.

Love Is Invisible And Comes And Goes Where It Wants, Without Anyone Asking About It.