Some People Are More Nice Than Wise.

Fancy, Like The Finger Of A Clock, Runs The Great Circuit, And Is Still At Home.

'tis Liberty Alone That Gives The Flower Of Fleeting Life Its Lustre And Perfume; And We Are Weeds Without It.

If My Resolution To Be A Great Man Was Half So Strong As It Is To Despise The Shame Of Being A Little One.

Religion, Richest Favor Of The Skies.

A Teacher Should Be Sparing Of His Smile.