Every Irishman, The Saying Goes, Has A

The Ancients Dreaded Death: The Christian Can Only Fear Dying.

Many Are Ambitious Of Saying Grand Things, That Is, Of Being Grandiloquent.

Happy The Boy Whose Mother Is Tired Of Talking Nonsense To Him Before He Is Old Enough To Know The Sense Of It.

The Question Is Not Whether A Doctrine Is Beautiful But Whether It Is True. When We Wish To Go To A Place, We Do Not Ask Whether The Road Leads Through A Pretty Country, But Whether It Is The Right Road.

Few Persons Have Courage Enough To Appear As Good As They Really Are.