No Man Was Ever Yet A Great

There Is No Such Thing As A Worthless Book Though There Are Some Far Worse Than Worthless; No Book That Is Not Worth Preserving, If Its Existence May Be Tolerated; As There May Be Some Men Whom It May Be Proper To Hang, But None Should Be Suffered To Starve.

And Here Were Forests Ancient As The Hills, Enfolding Sunny Spots Of Greenery.

I Do Not Wish You To Act From These Truths; No, Still And Always Act From Your Feelings; Only Meditate Often On These Truths That Sometime Or Other They May Become Your Feelings.

Love Is Flower Like; Friendship Is Like A Sheltering Tree.

And To Be Wroth With One We Love…doth Work Like Madness In The Brain.