Dreams Come True If You Survive The

Romance Like A Ghost Escapes Touching; It Is Always Where You Are Not, Not Where You Are. The Interview Or Conversation Was Prose At The Time, But It Is Poetry In The Memory.

A River Is The Cosiest Of Friends. You Must Love It And Live With It Before You Can Know It.

Virtue Does Not Truly Reward Her Votary If She Leaves Him Sad And Half Doubtful Whether It Would Not Have Been Better To Serve Vice.

A Journal Should Be Neither An Echo Nor A Pander.

Our Common Liberty Is Consecrated By A Common Sorrow.