I Hope Some Future Day Will Bring

Many Of Our Disappointments And Much Of Our Unhappiness Arise From Our Forming False Notions Of Things And Persons.

A People May Let A King Fall, Yet Still Remain A People, But If A King Let His People Slip From Him, He Is No Longer A King.

What Is It That Affectionate Parents Require Of Their Children; For All Their Care, Anxiety, And Toil On Their Accounts? Only That They Would Be Wise And Virtuous, Benevolent And Kind.

You Cannot Know, Should I Discribe To You; The Feelings Of A Parent . . . . Four Years Have Already Past Away Since You Left Your Native Land, And This Rural Cottage-humble Indeed, When Compared To The Palaces You Have Visited, And The Pomp You Have Been Witness To. But I Dare Say You Have Not Been So Inattentive An Observer, As To Suppose That Sweet Peace, And Contentment, Cannot Inhabit The Lowly Roof, And Bless The Tranquil Inhabitants, Equally Guarded And Protected, In Person And Property, In This Happy Country, As Those Who Reside In The Most Elegant And Costly Dwellings.

No One Is Without Their Difficulties, Whether In High, Or Low Life, & Every Person Knows Best Where Their Own Shoe Pinches.