I Have Been Trying All

We Are Nothing; Less Than Nothing, And Dreams. We Are Only What Might Have Been, And Must Wait Upon The Tedious Shores Of Lethe Millions Of Ages Before We Have Existence, And A Name.

The Truant Fancy Was A Wanderer Ever.

Riches Are Chiefly Good Because They Give Us Time.

Gluttony And Surfeiting Are No Proper Occasions For Thanksgiving.

Rags, Which Are The Reproach Of Poverty, Are The Beggar's Robes, And Graceful Insignia Of His Profession, His Tenure, His Full Dress, The Suit In Which He Is Expected To Show Himself In Public.