It Is Useless To Tell One Not

Pythagoras, Locke, Socrates - But Pages Might Be Filled Up, As Vainly As Before, With The Sad Usage Of All Sorts Of Sages, Who In His Life-time, Each Was Deemed A Bore! The Loftiest Minds Outrun Their Tardy Ages.

I Cannot Describe To You The Despairing Sensation Of Trying To Do Something For A Man Who Seems Incapable Or Unwilling To Do Anything Further For Himself.

There Is A Tear For All Who Die, A Mourner O'er The Humblest Grave.

Yet He Was Jealous, Though He Did Not Show It, For Jealousy Dislikes The World To Know It.

The Very Best Of Vineyards Is The Cellar