We Trifle When We Assign Limits To

Many Children, Many Cares; No Children, No Felicity.

Love Delights In Paradoxes. Saddest When It Has Most Reason To Be Gay, Sighs Are The Signs Of Its Deepest Joy, And Silence Is The Expression Of Its Yearning Tenderness.

He Has But One Great Fear That Fears To Do Wrong.

Wit, Like Poetry, Is Insusceptible Of Being Constructed Upon Rules Founded Merely In Reason. Like Faith, It Exists Independent Of Reason, And Sometimes In Hostility To It.

Qualities Not Regulated Run Into Their Opposites. Economy Before Competence Is Meanness After It. Therefore Economy Is For The Poor; The Rich May Dispense With It.