Friendship Is Love Without Its Flowers Or

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.

What A Person Praises Is Perhaps A Surer Standard, Even Than What He Condemns, Of His Own Character, Information And Abilities.

The Virtue Of Paganism Was Strength: The Virtue Of Christianity Is Obedience.

It Is Well For Us That We Are Born Babies In Intellect. Could We Understand Half What Mothers Say And Do To Their Infants, We Should Be Filled With A Conceit Of Our Own Importance, Which Would Render Us Insupportable Through Life.

It Is With Flowers As With Moral Qualities; The Bright Are Sometimes Poisonous; But, I Believe, Never The Sweet.