There Is Much To Be

I Have Known No Man Of Genius Who Had Not To Pay, In Some Affliction Or Defect, Either Physical Or Spiritual, For What The Gods Had Given Him.

Of All The Objects Of Hatred, A Woman Once Loved Is The Most Hateful.

Somehow, Our Sense Of Justice Never Turns In Its Sleep Till Long After The Sense Of Injustice In Others Has Been Thoroughly Aroused.

The Critic Who Justly Admires All Kinds Of Things Simultaneously Cannot Love Any One Of Them.

Humility Is A Virtue, And It Is A Virtue Innate In Guests.