Heaven Trims Our Lamps While We Sleep.

The True Teacher Defends His Pupils Against His Own Personal Influence. He Inspires Self-trust. He Guides Their Eyes From Himself To The Spirit That Quickens Him. He Will Have No Disciples.

Action And Blood Now Get The Game. Disdain Treads On The Peaceful Name.

Modesty Is Bred Of Self-reverence. Fine Manners Are The Mantle Of Fair Minds.

Our Notion Of The Perfect Society Embraces The Family As Its Center And Ornament, And This Paradise Is Not Secure Until Children Appear To Animate And Complete The Picture.

Many Are Those Who Can Argue; Few Are Those Who Can Converse