Rarely do we arrive at the summit of truth without running into extremes; we have frequently to exhaust the part of error, and even of folly, before we work our way up to the noble goal of tranquil wisdom.
Accursed be he who plays with the devil.
Intellect--brain force.
The May of life blooms once and never again.
Love is only known by him who hopelessly persists in love.
Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!