Habit Is Our Idea Of Eternity.

The Past Is Perpetual Youth To The Heart.

Restraint Is The Golden Rule Of Enjoyment.

Occupation Is One Great Source Of Enjoyment. No Man, Properly Occupied, Was Ever Miserable.

We Would Liken Music To Aladdin's Lamp — Worthless In Itself, Not So For The Spirits Which Obey Its Call. We Love It For The Buried Hopes, The Garnered Memories, The Tender Feelings, It Can Summon With A Touch.

In Our Road Through Life We May Happen To Meet With A Man Casting A Stone Reverentially To Enlarge The Cairn Of Another Which Stone He Has Carried In His Bosom To Sling Against That Very Other's Head.