Eyes...they Speak All Languages.

Better Be A Nettle In The Side Of Your Friend Than His Echo.

When There Is No Vision, People Perish.

The Greatest Meliorator Of The World Is Selfish, Huckstering Trade.

The Virtues Of Society Are Vices Of The Saint. The Terror Of Reform Is The Discovery That We Must Cast Away Our Virtues, Or What We Have Always Esteemed Such, Into The Same Pit That Has Consumed Our Grosser Vices.

It Is The Quality Of The Moment, Not The Number Of Days, Or Events, Or Of Actors, That Imports.