Humility And Resignation Are Our Prime Virtues.

I Never Saw Any Good That Came Of Telling Truth.

Truth Is Never To Be Expected From Authors Whose Understanding Is Warped With Enthusiasm.

Wit Will Shine Through The Harsh Cadence Of A Rugged Line.

Time Glides With Undiscover'd Haste; The Future But A Length Behind The Past.

Dreams Are But Interludes That Fancy Makes... Sometimes Forgotten Things, Long Cast Behind Rush Forward In The Brain, And Come To Mind.