Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.
God Almighty never created a man half as wise as he looks.
An everlasting lodestar, that beams the brighter in the heavens the darker here on earth grows the night.
A word spoken in season, at the right moment; is the mother of ages.
Of all God's creatures, Man alone is poor.
Courtesy is the due of man to man; not of suit-of-clothes to suit-of-clothes.