Wishes, At Least, Are The Easy Pleasures

A Man Never So Beautifully Shows His Own Strength As When He Respects A Woman's Softness.

After All There Is Something About A Wedding-gown Prettier Than In Any Other Gown In The World.

A Creature Undefiled By The Taint Of The World, Unvexed By Its Injustice, Unwearied By Its Hollow Pleasures; A Being Fresh From The Source Of Light, With Something Of Its Universal Lustre In It. If Childhood Be This, How Holy The Duty To See That In Its Onward Growth It Shall Be No Other!

A Conservative Is A Man Who Will Not Look At The New Moon Out Of Respect For That 'ancient Institution' The Old One.

Duty, Though Set About By Thorns, May Still Be Made A Staff Supporting Even While It Tortures. Cast It Away, And, Like The Prophet's Wand, It Changes To A Snake.