Much Mischief Is Done In The World

Your Aspirations Are Your Possibilities.

The Imitator Treads A Beaten Walk, And With All His Diligence Can Only Find A Few Flowers Or Branches Untouched By His Predecessor, The Refuse Of Contempt, Or The Omissions Of Negligence.

Attack Is The Reaction. I Never Think I Have Hit Hard Unless It Rebounds.

Sorrow Is Properly That State Of The Mind In Which Our Desires Are Fixed Upon The Past Without Looking Forward To The Future.

All Severity That Does Not Tend To Increase Good, Or Prevent Evil, Is Idle.