I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
Accomplishments have taken virtue's place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.