It Is Not Work That Kills Men;

It Is Sometimes Of God's Mercy That Men In The Eager Pursuit Of Worldly Aggrandizement Are Baffled; For They Are Very Like A Train Going Down An Inclined Plane - Putting On The Brake Is Not Pleasant, But It Keeps The Car On The Track.

There Is Not On Earth So Base A Knave As The Man Who Wins The Love Of A Woman When He Knows That He Cannot Or Ought Not To Requite It.

Next To Ingratitude The Most Painful Thing To Bear Is Gratitude.

The Mere Wit Is Only A Human Bauble. He Is To Life What Bells Are To Horses-not Expected To Draw The Load, But Only To Jingle While The Horses Draw.

A Man That Puts Himself On The Ground Of Moral Principle, If The Whole World Be Against Him, Is Mightier Than All Of Them.