Blood Is A Juice Of Rarest Quality.

Some Of Our Weaknesses Are Born In Us, Others Are The Result Of Education; It Is A Question Which Of The Two Gives Us Most Trouble.

Sin Writes Histories, Goodness Is Silent. [ger., Das Uebel Macht Eine Geschichte Und Das Gute Keine.]

Whatever We May Say Against Collections, Which Present Authors In A Disjointed Form, They Nevertheless Bring About Many Excellent Results. We Are Not Always So Composed, So Full Of Wisdom, That We Are Able To Take In At Once The Whole Scope Of A Work According To Its Merits. Do We Not Mark In A Book Passages Which Seem To Have A Direct Reference To Ourselves? Young People Especially, Who Have Failed In Acquiring A Complete Cultivation Of Mind, Are Roused In A Praiseworthy Way By Brilliant Passages.

Men's Prejudices Rest Upon Their Character For The Time Being And Cannot Be Overcome, As Being Part And Parcel Of Themselves. Neither Evidence Nor Common Sense Nor Reason Has The Slightest Influence Upon Them.

The Thought Of Death Leaves Me In Perfect Peace, For I Have A Firm Conviction That Our Spirit Is A Being Of Indestructible Nature; It Works On From Eternity To Eternity, It Is Like The Sun, Which Though It Seems To Set To Our Mortal Eyes, Does Not Really Set, But Shines On Perpetually.