Where Necessity Ends, Desire And

A Blade Of Grass Is Always A Blade Of Grass, Whether In One Country Or Another.

There Is Reason To Suspect, That The Distinctions Of Mankind Have More Show Than Value, When It Is Found That All Agree To Be Weary Alike Of Pleasures And Of Cares; That The Powerful And The Weak, The Celebrated And Obscure, Join In One Common Wish, And Implore From Nature's Hand The Nectar Of Oblivion.

His Virtues Walked Their Narrow Round, Nor Made A Pause, Nor Left A Void; And Sure The Eternal Master Found The Single Talent Well Employed.

In Solitude We Have Our Dreams To Ourselves, And In Company We Agree To Dream In Concert.

In Matters Of Business, No Woman Stops At Integrity.