Blows Are Sarcasms Turned Stupid.

In The Vain Laughter Of Folly Wisdom Hears Half Its Applause.

If A Man Goes A Little Too Far Along A New Road, It Is Usually Himself That He Harms More Than Any One Else.

All Who Remember Their Childhood Remember The Strange Vague Sense, When Some New Experience Came, That Everything Else Was Going To Be Changed, And That There Would Be No Lapse Into The Old Monotony.

The Difficult Task Of Knowing Another Soul Is Not For Young Gentlemen Whose Consciousness Is Chiefly Made Up Of Their Own Wishes.

The Right Word Is Always A Power, And Communicates Its Definiteness To Our Action.