May The Good God Pardon All Good

He Lives Most Life Whoever Breathes Most Air.

I Have Done Most Of My Talking By Post Of Late Years--as People Shut Up In Dungeons Take Up With Scrawling Mottoes On The Walls.

She Lived, We'll Say, A Harmless Life, She Called A Virtuous Life, A Quiet Life, Which Was Not Life At All (but That She Had Not Lived Enough To Know)

I Should Not Dare To Call My Soul My Own.

God Only, Who Made Us Rich, Can Make Us Poor.