You traverse the world in search of happiness, which is within the reach of every man. A contented mind confers it on all.
The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet.
Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
We are free to yield to truth.
Of writing well the source and fountainhead is wise thinking.
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.
Lawyers are men who hire out their words and anger.