• All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.

• Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive

• Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above For love is heaven, and heaven is love.

• We shall never learn to feel and respect our real calling and destiny, unless we have taught ourselves to consider everything as moonshine, compared with the education of the heart.

• Look back, and smile on perils past.

• Oh, the tangled webs we weave When we practice to deceive.

• And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but death who comes at last.

• To all, to each, a fair good night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

• He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit.

• O many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken.