The Photographer Will Never Replace The Painter;

Private Passions Tire And Exhaust Themselves, Public Ones Never.

The Loss Of A Mother Is Always Keenly Felt, Even If Her Health Be Such As To Incapacitate Her From Taking An Active Part In The Care Of The Family. She Is The Sweet Rallying-point For Affection, Obedience, And A Thousand Tendernesses. Dreary The Blank When She Is Withdrawn!

The More I See Of The Representatives Of The People, The More I Admire My Dogs.

Time Is A Great Ocean Which, Like The Other Ocean, Overflows With Our Remains.

Joy Is A Flame Which Association Alone Can Keep Alive, And Which Goes Out Unless Communicated.