A Little Candor Never Leaves Me. It

Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

Those Who Gave Away Their Wings Are Sad Not To See Them Fly.

God Has Given A Great Deal To Man, But Man Would Like Something From Man.

Out Of A Hundred Years A Few Minutes Were Made That Stayed With Me, Not A Hundred Years.

That In Man Which Cannot Be Domesticated Is Not His Evil But His Goodness.