There Is Only One Rule For Being

Blessed Is He Who Has Never Been Tempted; For He Knows Not The Frailty Of His Rectitude.

Standing By The Crib Of One's Own Baby, With That World - Old Pang Of Compassion And Protectiveness Toward This So Little Creature That Has All Its Course To Run, The Heart Flies Back In Yearning And Gratitude To Those Who Felt Just So Toward One's Self. Then For The First Time One Understands The Homely Succession Of Sacrifices And Pains By Which Life Is Transmitted And Fostered Down The Stumbling Generations Of Men.

We've Had Bad Luck With Our Kids - They've All Grown Up.

The Unluckiest Insolvent In The World Is The Man Whose Expenditure Of Speech Is Too Great For His Income Of Ideas.

Only The Sinner Has The Right To Preach.