Like The Bee, We Should Make Our

All Is Not Gold That Glitters, Pleasure Seems Sweet, But Proves A Glass Of Bitters

Her Modest Looks The Cottage Might Adorn, Sweet As The Primrose Peeps Beneath The Thorn.

I Love Everything That's Old, - Old Friends, Old Times, Old Manners, Old Books, Old Wine.

Whatever Mitigates The Woes, Or Increases The Happiness Of Others, Is A Just Criterion Of Goodness; And Whatever Injures Society At Large, Or Any Individual In It, Is A Criterion Of Iniquity.

All That Philosophy Can Teach Is To Be Stubborn Or Sullen Under Misfortunes.