The Idle Always Have A Mind To

And Where, On Earth, Dwell Hope And Truth? In Childhood's Uncorrupted Heart; Alas! Too Soon To Guileless Youth The World Doth Its Dark Code Impart!

The Mind Is The Soul's Eye, Not Its Source Of Power. That Lies In The Heart, In Other Words, In The Passions.

Whoever Has Seen The Masked At A Ball Dance Amicably Together, And Take Hold Of Hands Without Knowing Each Other, Leaving The Next Moment To Meet No More, Can Form An Idea Of The World.

Clearness Is The Ornament Of Deep Thought.

It Is Sometimes Easier To Form A Party Than To Attain By Degrees The Head Of A Party Already Formed.