Love Prefers Twilight To Daylight.

Chicago Sounds Rough To The Maker Of Verse. One Comfort We Have - Cincinnati Sounds Worse.

Put Not Your Trust In Money, But Put Your Money In Trust.

Our Brains Are Seventy-year Clocks. The Angel Of Life Winds Them Up Once For All, Then Closes The Case, And Gives The Key Into The Hand Of The Angel Of The Resurrection.

What A Blessed Thing It Is, That Nature, When She Invented, Manufactured, And Patented Her Authors, Contrived To Make Critics Out Of The Chips That Were Left!

Don't You Stay At Home Of Evenings? Don't You Love A Cushioned Seat In A Corner, By The Fireside, With Your Slippers On Your Feet?