When She Sees The Leaves Fall, They

The Rich Want Good Wine, The Poor, Plenty Of Wine

If In The Infinite You Want To Stride, Just Walk In The Finite To Every Side.

‎it Has Ever Been My Fate To Give Pain To Those Whose Happiness I Should Have Promoted.

Mathematics Can Remove No Prejudices And Soften No Obduracy. It Has No Influence In Sweetening The Bitter Strife Of Parties, And In The Moral World Generally Its Action Is Perfectly Null.

What Man Does Not Know, Or Has Not Thought Of, Wanders In The Night Through The Labyrinth Of The Mind.