Don't Be 'consistent,' But Be Simply True.

Beware How You Take Away Hope From Any Human Being.

The Books We Read Should Be Chosen With Great Care, That They May Be, As An Egyptian King Wrote Over His Library,'the Medicines Of The Soul.

Youth Fades, Love Droops, The Leaves Of Friendship Fall; A Mother's Secret Hope Outlives Them All.

The Year Is Getting To Feel Rich, For His Golden Fruits Are Ripening Fast, And He Has A Large Balance In The Barns, Which Are His Banks. The Members Of His Family Have Found Out That He Is Well To Do In The World. September Is Dressing Herself In Show Of Dahlias And Splendid Marigolds And Starry Zinnias. October, The Extravagant Sister, Has Ordered An Immense Amount Of The Most Gorgeous Forest Tapestry For Her Grand Reception.

We Are All Tattooed In Our Cradles With The Beliefs Of Our Tribe; The Record May Seem Superficial, But It Is Indelible. You Cannot Educate A Man Wholly Out Of The Superstitious Fears Which Were Early Implanted In His Imagination; No Matter How Utterly His Reason May Reject Them...