A River Is The Cosiest Of Friends.

A Journal Should Be Neither An Echo Nor A Pander.

Anger, Even When It Punishes The Faults Of Delinquents, Ought Not To Precede Reason As Its Mistress, But Attend As A Handmaid At The Back Of Reason, To Come To The Front When Bidden. For Once It Begins To Take Control Of The Mind, It Calls Just What It Does Cruelly.

The New Year Begins In A Snow-storm Of White Vows.

The World Is Not Made For The Prosperous Alone, Nor For The Strong.

Stratagem Is The Right Hand Of Cunning.