Memory, Of All The Powers Of The

Ready Writing Makes Not Good Writing, But Good Writing Brings On Ready Writing.

God Wisheth None Should Wreck On A Strange Shelf: To Him Man's Dearer Than To Himself.

A Lily Of A Day Is Fairer Far In May, Although It Fall And Die That Night, It Was The Plant And Flower Of Light. In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See, And In Short Measures Life May Perfect Be.

If All You Boast Of Your Great Art Be True; Sure, Willing Poverty Lives Most In You.

I Am Beholden To Calumny, That She Hath So Endeavored To Belie Me.-it Shall Make Me Set A Surer Guard On Myself, And Keep A Better Watch Upon My Actions.