We Are Ashamed At The Sight Of

Since All The Maids Are Good And Lovable, From Whence Come The Bad Wives?

Man, While He Loves, Is Never Quite Depraved.

What A Dead Thing Is A Clock, With Its Ponderous Embowelments Of Lead And Brass, Its Pert Or Solemn Dullness Of Communication, Compared With The Simple Altar-like Structure And Silent Heart-language Of The Old Sundials! It Stood As The Garden God Of Christian Gardens. Why Is It Almost Everywhere Vanished? If Its Business-use Be Superseded By More Elaborate Inventions, Its Moral Uses, Its Beauty, Might Have Pleaded For Its Continuance.

A Man Cannot Have A Pure Mind Who Refuses Apple Dumplings.

How Sickness Enlarges The Dimension Of A Man’s Self To Himself!