Disappointment Is Often The Salt Of Life.

The Miser, Starving His Brother's Body, Starves Also His Own Soul, And At Death Shall Creep Out Of His Great Estate Of Injustice, Poor And Naked And Miserable

It Seems Strange That A Butterfly's Wing Should Be Woven Up So Thin And Gauzy In The Monstrous Loom Of Nature, And Be So Delicately Tipped With Fire From Such A Gross Hand, And Rainbowed All Over In Such A Storm Of Thunderous Elements. The Marvel Is That Such Great Forces Do Such Nice Work.

The Great Man Is To Be The Servant Of Mankind, Not They Of Him.

Every Man Has At Times In His Mind The Ideal Of What He Should Be, But Is Not. This Ideal May Be High And Complete, Or It May Be Quite Low And Insufficient; Yet In All Men, That Really Seek To Improve, It Is Better Than The Actual Character... Man Never Falls So Low, That He Can See Nothing Higher Than Himself.

Truth Stood On One Side And Ease On The Other; It Has Often Been So.