All Men Desire To Be Immortal.

Such A Large Sweet Fruit Is A Complete Marriage, That It Needs A Very Long Summer To Ripen In And Then A Long Winter To Mellow And Season It.

I Ask No Risen Dust To Teach Me Immortality; I Am Conscious Of Eternal Life.

Self-denial Is Indispensable To A Strong Character, And The Highest Kind Comes From A Religious Stock.

Greatness Is Its Own Torment.

Genius Is The Father Of A Heavenly Line, But The Mortal Mother, That Is Industry.