The world's a forest, in which all lose their way; though by a differe >>
Men's fame is like their hair, which grows after they are dead, and wi >>
The world is not growing worse and it is not growing better -- it is j >>
What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile pol >>
To see the earth as we now see it, small and beautiful in that eternal >>
The world's a forest, in which all lose their way; though by a different path each goes astray.