Thinking Nurseth Thinking.

Fool," Said My Muse To Me. "look In Thy Heart And Write.

Whatever Comes Out Of Despair Cannot Bear The Title Of Valor, Which Should Be Lifted Up To Such A Height That Holding All Things Under Itself, It Should Be Able To Maintain Its Greatness, Even In The Midst Of Miseries.

Happiness Is A Sunbeam, Which May Pass Though A Thousand Bosoms Without Losing A Particle Of Its Original Ray.

They Are Never Alone That Are Accompanied With Noble Thoughts.

Approved Valor Is Made Precious By Natural Courtesy.