Elephants suffer from too much patience. Their exhibitions of it may seem superb,-such power and such restraint, combined, are noble,-but a quality carried to excess defeats itself.
Clarence DayThe egg it is the source of all. Tis everyone's ancestral hall. The bravest chief that ever fought, The lowest thief that e'er was caught, The harlot's lip, the maiden's leg, They each and all came from an egg.
Clarence DayThe poets of each generation seldom sing a new song. They turn to themes men always have loved, and sing them in the mode of their times.
Clarence Day