Battle Not With Monsters, For

The Christian Religion, Though Scattered And Abroad Will In The End Gather Itself Together At The Foot Of The Cross.

To Tremble Before Anticipated Evils Is To Bemoan What Thou Hast Never Lost.

Man Errs, Till He Has Ceased To Strive.

Modern Poets Add A Lot Of Water To Their Ink.

Writing Is Busy Idleness.