There Are No Rules For Felicity.

Virtue Has A Veil, Vice A Mask.

Thought Is The Work Of The Intellect, Reverie Is Its Self-indulgence. To Substitute Day-dreaming For Thought Is To Confuse A Poison With A Source Of Nourishment.

Love Is The Foolishness Of Men, And The Wisdom Of God.

A Bird Sings, A Child Prattles, But It Is The Same Hymn; Hymn Indistinct, Inarticulate, But Full Of Profound Meaning.

People Do Not Read Stupidities With Impunity.