We Are All Slaves To The Shining

Luck, Mere Luck May Make Even Madness Wisdom.

Happiness Grows At Our Own Firesides, And Is Not To Be Picked In Strangers' Gardens.

Humor Is The Harmony Of The Heart.

Man Owes Two Solemn Debts--one To Society, And One To-nature. It Is Only When He Pays The Second That He Covers The First.

Intemperance Is The Epitome Of Every Crime, The Cause Of Every Kind Of Misery.