The Soul's Calm Sunshine, And The Heartfelt

Most Authors Steal Their Works, Or Buy.

Our Passions Are Like Convulsion Fits, Which, Though They Make Us Stronger For A Time, Leave Us The Weaker Ever After.

Fools Rush In Where Angels Fear To Tread.

Speed The Soft Intercourse From Soul To Soul, And Waft A Sigh From Indus To The Pole.

Giving Advice Is Many Times Only The Privilege Of Saying A Foolish Thing One's Self, Under The Pretense Of Hindering Another From Doing One.