'tis Not A Lip, Or Eye, We

Where Grows?--where Grows It Not? If Vain Our Toil, We Ought To Blame The Culture, Not The Soil.

Who Sees Pale Mammom Pine Amidst His Store, Sees But A Backward Steward For The Poor.

The Greatest Magnifying Glasses In The World Are A Man's Own Eyes When They Look Upon His Own Person.

If A Man's Character Is To Be Abused There's Nobody Like A Relative To Do The Business.

The World Forgetting, By The World Forgot. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind! Each Pray'r Accepted, And Each Wish Resign'd