Folly Is Like The Growth Of Weeds,

It Is In Sickness That We Most Feel The Need Of That Sympathy Which Shows How Much We Are Dependent Upon One Another For Our Comfort, And Even Necessities. Thus Disease, Opening Our Eyes To The Realities Of Life, Is An Indirect Blessing.

Not The Least Misfortune In A Prominent Falsehood Is The Fact That Tradition Is Apt To Repeat It For Truth.

Man, Being Not Only A Religious, But Also A Social Being, Requires For The Promotion Of His Rational Happiness Religious Institutions, Which, While They Give A Proper Direction To Devotion, At The Same Time Make A Wise And Profitable Improvement Of His Social Feelings.

Tears Of Joy Are Like The Summer Rain Drops Pierced By Sunbeams.

It Is Easy To Be Beautiful; It Is Difficult To Appear So.