Economy Is For The Poor; The Rich

The Reveries Of The Dreamer Advance His Hopes, But Not Their Realization. One Good Hour Of Earnest Work Is Worth Them All.

The Worth Of A Book Is A Matter Of Expressed Juices.

Passion Looks Not Beyond The Moment Of Its Existence. Better, It Says, The Kisses Of Love To Day, Than The Felicities Of Heaven Afar Off.

Excessive Sensibility Is Only Another Name For Morbid Self-consciousness.

Partial Culture Runs To The Ornate, Extreme Culture To Simplicity.