Shakespeare Is Not Our Poet,

That Which Moveth The Heart Most Is The Best Poetry; It Comes Nearest Unto God, The Source Of All Power.

We Are No Longer Happy So Soon As We Wish To Be Happier.

If In Argument We Can Make A Man Angry With Us, We Have Drawn Him From His Vantage Ground And Overcome Him.

The Highest Price We Can Pay For Anything; Is To Ask It.

O What A Thing Is Age! Death Without Death's Quiet.