Duty--the Command Of Heaven, The Eldest Voice

Make It A Rule And Pray To God To Help You Keep It . . . Never, If Possible, To Lie Down At Night Without Being Able To Say "i Have Made One Human Being At Least A Little Wiser, A Little Happier, Or A Little Better This Day."

Oh England Is A Pleasant Place For Them That's Rich And High, But England Is A Cruel Place For Such Poor Folks As I

A Fine Lady; By Which Term I Wish To Express The Result Of That Perfect Education In Taste And Manner, Down To Every Gesture, Which Heaven Forbid That I, Professing To Be A Poet, Should Undervalue. It Is Beautiful, And Therefore I Welcome It In The Name Of The Author Of All Beauty. I Value It So Highly That I Would Fain See It Extend Not Merely From Belgravia To The Tradesman's Villa, But Thence, As I Believe It One Day Will, To The Laborer's Hovel And The Needlewoman's Garret.

We Ought To Reverence Books; To Look On Them As Useful And Mighty Things. If They Are Good And True, Whether They Are About Religion, Politics, Farming, Trade, Law, Or Medicine, They Are The Message Of Christ, The Maker Of All Things - The Teacher Of All Truth.

A Blessed Thing It Is For Any Man Or Woman To Have A Friend, One Human Soul Whom We Can Trust Utterly, Who Knows The Best And Worst Of Us, And Who Loves Us In Spite Of All Our Faults.