O'er Ocean, With A Thousand Masts, Sails

Truth Suffers No Loss If A Vehement Youth Fails In Finding It, In The Same Way That Virtue And Religion Suffer No Detriment If A Criminal Denies Them.

Wouldst Thou Wisely, And With Pleasure, Pass The Days Of Life's Short Measure, From The Slow One Counsel Take, But A Tool Of Him Ne'er Make; Ne'er As Friend The Swift One Know, Nor The Constant One As Foe.

The Jest Loses Its Point When He Who Makes It Is The First To Laugh.

Art Is Difficult, Transient Is Her Reward.

Dare To Err And To Dream. Deep Meaning Often Lies In Childish Plays.