The price of culture is a Lie.

Believe in life! Always human beings will progress to greater$$$ broader$$$ and fuller life.

In God 'tis glory: And when men aspire$$$ 'tis but a spark too much of heavenly fire.

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense$$$ but good men starve for want of impudence.

Conservatism -- hard work -- saving one's money -- looking neat and gentlemanly. It was such an Eveless paradise$$$ that.

A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp$$$ dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It roars as a furnace. Too often jealousy is the quality upon which it feeds.

I don't see how you can go too far$$$ in the right direction.

I'd rather be at the end of a dying tradition$$$ which I admire$$$ than at the beginning of a tradition which I deplore.

The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart

Only a fool could be in love with death.