For Nothing Burns With Such Amazing Speed,

The Mind Of A Bigot To The Pupil Of The Eye; The More Light You Pour On It, The More It Contracts.

The Sea Drowns Out Humanity And Time. It Has No Sympathy With Either, For It Belongs To Eternity; And Of That It Sings Its Monotonous Song Forever And Ever.

Stillness Of Person And Steadiness Of Features Are Signal Marks Of Good Breeding.

Cupid "the Little Greatest Enemy."

The Amen Of Nature Is Always A Flower.