Luckily, I Never Feel At

The Breath Of The Mind Is Attention.

Old Age Was Naturally More Honored In Times When People Could Not Know Much More Than What They Had Seen.

Reason Is A Bee, And Exists Only On What It Makes; His Usefulness Takes The Place Of Beauty.

Liquid, Flowing Words Are The Choicest And The Best, If Language Is Regarded As Music. But When It Is Considered As A Picture, Then There Are Rough Words Which Are Very Telling, They Make Their Mark.

What Can One Possibly Introduce Into A Mind That Is Already Full, And Full Of Itself?