Love May Be Or It May Not,

You're A Fine Fastidious Young Man, As Proud As A Lion, As Gentle As A Girl. You'd Make A Good Catch For The Devil.

To Those Who Have Exhausted Politics, Nothing Remains But Abstract Thought.

Conscience Is Our Unerring Judge Until We Finally Stifle It.

We Have Long Struggles With Ourself, Of Which The Outcome Is One Of Our Actions; They Are, As It Were, The Inner Side Of Human Nature. This Inner Side Is God's; The Outer Side Belongs To Men.

The Boor Covers Himself, The Rich Man Or The Fool Adorns Himself, And The Elegant Man Gets Dressed.