Three Silences There Are: The

What Is Time? The Shadow On The Dial, The Striking Of The Clock, The Running Of The Sand, Day And Night, Summer And Winter, Months, Years, Centuries-these Are But Arbitrary And Outward Signs, The Measure Of Time, Not Time Itself. Time Is The Life Of The Soul.

To Be Strong Is To Be Happy!

The Love Of Learning, The Sequestered Nooks, And All The Sweet Serenity Of Books.

Defeat May Be Victory In Disguise.

I Am Never Indifferent, And Never Pretend To Be, To What People Say Or Think Of My Books. They Are My Children, And I Like To Have Them Liked.