It is play and only play that makes man complete.

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human kindness.

The game of life looks cheerful when one carries a treasure safe in his heart.

Intellect--brain force.

Will it, and set to work briskly.

Whatever is not forbidden is permitted.

We are citizens of an age, as well as of a State; and if it is held to be unseemly, or even inadmissible, for a man to cut himself off from the customs and manners of the circle in which he lives, why should it be less of a duty, in the choice of his activity, to submit his decision to the needs and the taste of his century?