When good men are very few, then Revery will more than do.
The soul selects its own society — then ducks.
Success is sweetest in suppose, a loyal love, a longer nose.
Charge into the danger zone, a heated brain — zero at the bone.
Tell the truth — add a slant — make a beeline — end tangent.
It’s okay now and again to be seen without our Diadem.
Love is never dead if it be fed — and plainly said.
Measure sadness and surprise with anything but analytic eyes.
Madness makes a kind of sense; sense has a slightly unhinged bent.
We outgrow everything but love.
Some show off, some hide their powers — reclining shyly within flowers.
Emily will more than do if Eloquence be lost and bees be few.
Modern Thought Proverbs, Aphorisms and Epigrams 