We Encourage One Another In Mediocrity.

We Grow Gray In Our Spirit Long Before We Grow Gray In Our Hair.

What Have I Gained By Health? Intolerable Dullness. What By Mode Meals? A Total Blank.

Boys Are Capital Fellows In Their Own Way, Among Their Mates; But They Are Unwholesome Companions For Grown People.

The Muses Were Dumb While Apollo Lectured.

The Cheerful Sabbath Bells, Wherever Heard, Strike Pleasant On The Sense, Most Like The Voice Of One, Who From The Far-off Hills Proclaims Tidings Of Good To Zion.