I Am Out Of Humanity's Reach.

Remorse Begets Reform.

Tis Providence Alone Secures In Every Change Both Mine And Yours.

His Wit Invites You By His Looks To Come, But When You Knock, It Never Is At Home.

Absence Of Occupation Is Not Rest.

Strange As It May Seem, The Most Ludicrous Lines I Ever Wrote Have Been Written In The Saddest Mood.