People Of A Lively Imagination Are Generally

A Stiff Letter Galls One Like A Stiff Shirt Collar -- Whilst A Sheet Garnished Here And There With A Careless Blot -- And Here And There A Dash -- But In The Main Full Of Excellent Matter, Is Like A Clever Fellow In A Dirty Shirt Whom We Value For The Good Humour He Brings With Him And Not For The Garb He Wears.

A Spirit Of Criticism, If Indulged In, Leads To A Censoriousness Of Disposition That Is Destructive Of All Nobler Feeling. The Man Who Lives To Find Faults Has A Miserable Mission.

Safe From Temptation, Safe From Sin's Pollution, She Lives Whom We Call Dead.

All Things Come Round To Him Who Will But Wait.

To Be Left Alone, And Face To Face With My Own Crime, Had Been Just Retribution.