Habit Is Heaven's Own Redress: It Takes

A Deception That Elevates Us Is Dearer Than A Host Of Low Truths.

As Long As There Is One Heart On Earth Where I Still Live, My Memory Will Not Die.

Sad That Our Finest Aspiration, Our Freshest Dreams And Meditations, In Swift Succession Should Decay, Like Autumn Leaves That Rot Away.

Ecstasy Is A Glass Full Of Tea And A Piece Of Sugar In The Mouth.

Two Fixed Ideas Can No More Exist Together In The Moral World Than Two Bodies Can Occupy One And The Same Place In The Physical World.