Pity Is Like Eating Mustard Without Beef.

Happy The Boy Whose Mother Is Tired Of Talking Nonsense To Him Before He Is Old Enough To Know The Sense Of It.

A Man Prone To Suspect Evil Is Mostly Looking In His Neighbor For What He Sees In Himself.

Love, It Has Been Said, Flows Downward. The Love Of Parents For Their Children Has Always Been Far More Powerful Than That Of Children For Their Parents; And Who Among The Sons Of Men Ever Loved God With A Thousandth Part Of The Love Which God Has Manifested To Us?

Reading Is To The Mind What Exercise Is To The Body. It Is Wholesome And Bracing For The Mind To Have Its Faculties Kept Of The Stretch.

What Hypocrites We Seem To Be Whenever We Talk Of Ourselves! Our Words Sound So Humble, While Our Hearts Are So Proud.