Ah, If The Rich Were Rich As

O Lord! Unhappy Is The Man Whom Man Can Make Unhappy.

Sympathy Is A Supporting Atmosphere, And In It We Unfold Easily And Well.

Man Was Born To Be Rich, Or To Inevitably Grow Rich, By The Use Of His Faculties: By The Union Of Thought With Nature.

Deal In Our Privacy With The Last Honesty And Truth.

Defect In Manners Is Usually The Defect Of Fine Perceptions. Elegance Comes Of No Breeding, But Of Birth.