The Truant Fancy Was A Wanderer Ever.

Books Think For Me. I Can Read Anything Which I Call A Book.

Mother's Love Grows By Giving.

My Theory Is To Enjoy Life, But My Practice Is Against It.

I Counsel Thee, Shut Not Thy Heart, Nor Thy Library.

He Might Have Proved A Useful Adjunct, If Not An Ornament To Society.