They Have Rights Who Dare Maintain Them.

Life Is The Jailer, Death The Angel Sent To Draw The Unwilling Bolts And Set Us Free.

May Is A Pious Fraud Of The Almanac A Ghastly Parody Of Real Spring Shaped Out Of Snow And Breathed With Eastern Wind.

Darkness Is Strong, And So Is Sin, But Surely God Endures Forever!

Evil Springs Up, And Flowers, And Bears No Seed, And Feeds The Green Earth With Its Swift Decay, Leaving It Richer For The Growth Of Truth.

A Man Is Old When He Can Pass An Apple Orchard And Not Remember The Stomachache.