There Is No Rampart That Will Hold

Men Often Marry In Hasty Recklessness And Repent Afterward All Their Lives.

It Is Good Food And Not Fine Words That Keeps Me Alive.

If You Suppress Grief Too Much, It Can Well Redouble.

Gold Gives To The Ugliest Thing A Certain Charming Air, For That Without It Were Else A Miserable Affair.

My Heavens! I've Been Talking Prose For The Last Forty Years Without Knowing It.