Why Need I Volumes, If One Word

Life Loiters At The Book's First Page,-- Ah! Could We Turn The Leaf.

The Vocabulary Of An Omniscient Man Would Embrace Words And Images Excluded From Polite Conversation. What Would Be Base, Or Even Obscene, To The Obscene, Becomes Illustrious, Spoken In A New Connexion Of Thought.

There Is No Thought In Any Mind, But It Quickly Tends To Convert Itself Into Power.

Only So Much Of Life Do I Know As I Have Lived.

Life Is Wasted In The Necessary Preparation Of Finding What Is The True Way, And We Die Just As We Enter It.