The Depth Of Darkness To Which You

But With Man, — By Hercules! Most Of His Misfortunes Are Occasioned By Man.

Human Nature Is Fond Of Novelty.

To Laugh, If But For An Instant Only, Has Never Been Granted To Man Before The Fortieth Day From His Birth, And Then It Is Looked Upon As A Miracle Of Precocity.

The Graceful Tear That Streams For Others' Man Is The Weeping Animal Born To Govern All The Rest.

Hope Is A Working-man's Dream.