The Old Echoes Are Long In Dying.

The Old Echoes Are Long In Dying.

Any Supreme Insight Is A Metaphor.

Every Thought Was Once A Poem.

Sin Spoils The Spirit's Delicacy, And Unwillingness Deadens Its Susceptibility.

A Man's Longest Purposes Will Be His Best Purposes. It Is True, Life Is Short And Uncertain; But It Is Better To Live On The Short Arc Of A Large Circle Than To Describe The Whole Circumference Of A Small Circle.