The Pride Of Ancestry Increases In The

I Walked Beside The Evening Sea And Dreamed A Dream That Could Not Be; The Waves That Plunged Along The Shore Said Only: "dreamer, Dream No More!"

In The Journey Of The Year, The Autumn Is Venice, Spring Is Naples, Certainly, And The Majestic Maturity Of Summer Is Rome.

It Is Not Observed In History That Families Improve With Time.

Imagination Is As Good As Many Voyages - And How Much Cheaper.

Age Is A Matter Of Feeling, Not Of Years.