Interest Is The Spur Of The People,

Finance Is A Slave's Word.

I May Not Amount To Much, But At Least I Am Unique.

Days Of Absence, Sad And Dreary, Clothed In Sorrow's Dark Array, - Days Of Absence, I Am Weary; She I Love Is Far Away.

Behold The Works Of Our Philosophers; With All Their Pompous Diction, How Mean And Contemptible They Are By Comparison With The Scriptures! Is It Possible That A Book At Once So Simple And Sublime Should Be Merely The Work Of Man?

Virtue Is A State Of War, And To Live In It We Have Always To Combat With Ourselves.