Self Praise Is No Praise At All.

A Small Drop Of Ink Makes Thousands, Perhaps Millions... Think.

I Only Know We Loved In Vain; I Only Feel-farewell! Farewell!

Heaven Gives Its Favourites-early Death.

Tis An Old Lesson; Time Approves It True, And Those Who Know It Best, Deplore It Most; When All Is Won That All Desire To Woo, The Paltry Prize Is Hardly Worth The Cost.

'tis Pleasant, Sure, To See One's Name In Print. A Book's A Book, Although There's Nothing In 't.