Every Man's Road In Life Is Marked

It Is A Characteristic Of Pleasure That We Can Never Recognize It To Be Pleasure Till After It Is Gone.

Stirling, Like A Huge Brooch, Clasps Highlands And Lowlands Together.

To Bring The Best Human Qualities To Anything Like Perfection, To Fill Them With The Sweet Juices Of Courtesy And Charity, Prosperity, Or, At All Events, A Moderate Amount Of It, Is Required,--just As Sunshine Is Needed For The Ripening Of Peaches And Apricots.

A Bottomless Pit Of Violence, A Tower Of Babel Where All Are Speakers And No Hearers.

To-day Is Always Different From Yesterday.