If I Am Fool, It Is, At

Yet I Did Love Thee To The Last, As Ferverently As Thou, Who Didst Not Change Through All The Past, And Canst Not Alter Now.

Love Will Find A Way Through Paths Where Wolves Fear To Prey.

Rough Johnson, The Great Moralist.

In Solitude, Where We Are Least Alone.

I Have No Consistency, Except In Politics; And That Probably Arises From My Indifference To The Subject Altogether.