Beauty Attracts Us Men; But If, Like

Universal Love Is A Glove Without Fingers, Which Fits All Bands Alike And None Closely; But True Affection Is Like A Glove With Fingers, Which Fits One Hand Only, And Sits Close To That One.

A Variety Of Nothing Is Superior To A Monotony Of Something.

It Is Not The End Of Joy That Makes Old Age So Sad, But The End Of Hope.

The Gymnasium Of Running, Walking On Stilts, Climbing, Etc. Stells And Makes Hardy Single Powers And Muscles, But Dancing, Like A Corporeal Poesy, Embellishes, Exercises, And Equalizes All The Muscles At Once.

Nations And Men Are Only The Best When They Are The Gladdest, And Deserve Heaven When They Enjoy It.