Many Might Go To Heaven With Half

What Is Excellent, As God Lives, Is Permanent; Hearts Are Dust, Hearts' Loves Remain, Heart's Love Will Meet Thee Again.

If The Tongue Had Not Been Framed For Articulation, Man Would Still Be A Beast In The Forest.

Man Is The Will, And Woman The Sentiment. In This Ship Of Humanity, Will Is The Rudder, And Sentiment The Sail; When Woman Affects To Steer, The Rudder Is Only A Masked Sail.

Our Expenses Are All For Conformity.

A Party Is Perpetually Corrupted By Personality.