Love Is Full Of Imagination.

Life Is A Warfare; And He Who Easily Desponds Deserts A Double Duty--he Betrays The Noblest Property Of Man, Which Is Dauntless Resolution; And He Rejects The Providence Of That All-gracious Being Who Guides And Rules The Universe.

When Alexander Had Subdued The World, And Wept That None Were Left To Dispute His Arms, His Tears Were An Involuntary Tribute To A Monarchy That He Knew Not, Man's Empire Over Himself.

It Is Not Designed That The Road Should Be Made Too Smooth For Us Here Upon Earth.

Our Griefs, As Well As Our Joys, Owe Their Strongest Colors To Our Imaginations. There Is Nothing So Grievous To Be Borne That Pondering Upon It Will Not Make It Heavier; And There Is No Pleasure So Vivid That The Animation Of Fancy Cannot Liven It.

The Best Manner Of Avenging Ourselves Is By Not Resembling Him Who Injured Us; And It Is Hardly Possible For One Man To Be More Unlike Another Than He That Forbears To Avenge Himself Of Wrong Is To Him Who Did The Wrong.