There Is No Sorrow I Have Thought

One Of The Tortures Of Jealousy Is, That It Can Never Turn Away Its Eyes From The Thing That Pains It.

In All Failures, The Beginning Is Certainly The Half Of The Whole.

Somebody Put A Drop Under A Magnifying-glass And It Was All Semicolons And Parentheses.

The Responsibility Of Tolerance Lies With Those Who Have The Wider Vision.

Oh, Sir, The Loftiest Hopes On Earth Draw Lots With Meaner Hopes: Heroic Breasts, Breathing Bad Air, Run Risk Of Pestilence; Or, Lacking Lime-juice When They Cross The Line, May Languish With The Scurvy.