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There Is No Man Alone, Because Every Man Is A Microcosm, And Carries The Whole World About Him.

There Is No Royal Road Or Ready Way To Virtue.

Be Charitable Before Wealth Make Thee Covetous, And Loose Not The Glory Of The Mite.

Let Him Have The Key Of Thy Heart, Who Hath The Lock Of His Own.

Be Deaf Unto The Suggestions Of Tale-bearers, Calumniators, Pick-thank Or Malevolent Detractors, Who, While Quiet Men Sleep, Sowing The Tares Of Discord And Division, Distract The Tranquillity Of Charity And All Friendly Society. These Are The Tongues That Set The World On Fire--cankerers Of Reputation, And, Like That Of Jonah's Gourd, Wither A Good Name In A Single Night.