The Root Of Joy, As Of Duty,

A Mind That Is Stretched By A New Experience Can Never Go Back To Its Old Dimensions.

Society Is Always Trying In Some Way To Grind Us Down To A Single Flat Surface.

Old Age Is Fifteen Years Older Than I Am.

There Is Nothing Earthly That Lasts So Well, As Money. A Man's Learning Dies With Him, As Does His Virtues Fade Out Of Remembrance, But The Dividends On The Stocks He Bequeaths To His Children Live And Keep His Memory Green.

No Generalization Is Wholly True—not Even This One.