Idleness Is The Sepulchre Of A Living

We Often Wonder That Certain Men And Women Are Left By God To The Commission Of Sins That Shock Us. We Wonder How, Under The Temptation Of A Single Hour, They Fall From The Very Heights Of Virtue And Of Honor Into Sin And Shame. The Fact Is That There Are No Such Falls As These, Or There Are Next To None. These Men And Women Are Those Who Have Dallied With Temptation--have Exposed Themselves To The Influence Of It, And Have Been Weakened And Corrupted By It.

My God! I Thank Thee For The Bath Of Sleep, That Wraps In Balm My Weary Heart And Brain, And Drowns Within Its Waters Still And Deep My Sorrow And My Pain. I Thank Thee For My Dreams, Which Loose The Bond That Binds My Spirit To Its Daily Load, And Give It Angel Wings, To Fly Beyond Its Slumber-bound Abode.

He That Cannot Paint Must Grind The Colors.

A Woman In Love Is A Very Poor Judge Of Character.

Of All The Advantages Which Come To Any Young Man ... Poverty Is The Greatest.