Whatever Interests Is Interesting.

Prejudice Is The Child Of Ignorance.

Genius Is Native To The Soil Where It Grows — Is Fed By The Air, And Warmed By The Sun — And Is Not A Hot - House Plant Or An Exotic.

We Are Cold To Others Only When We Are Dull In Ourselves.

Old Friendships Are Like Meats Served Up Repeatedly, Cold, Comfortless, And Distasteful. The Stomach Turns Against Them.

Envy Is Littleness Of Soul.