It Is Often Wise To

Sentimental Poetry Differs From Naive Poetry In That It Relates The Real State At Which The Latter Stops To Ideas And Applies Ideas To That Reality.

Man Is An Imitative Creature.

Man Is Made Of Ordinary Things, And Habit Is His Nurse.

Courage, Ne'er By Sorrow Broken! Aid Where Tears Of Virtue Flow; Faith To Keep Each Promise Spoken! Truth Alike To Friend And Foe!

The Storm Is Master. Man, As A Ball, Is Tossed Twixt Winds And Billows.