Freedom Begins Where It Ends Ignorance.

Life Is A Theatre Set In Which There Are But Few Practicable Entrances.

To Think Is Of Itself To Be Useful; It Is Always And In All Cases A Striving Toward God.

When Grace Combines With Wrinkles, It Is Admirable. There Is An Indescribable Light Of Dawn About Intensely Happy Old Age. . . . The Young Person Is Handsome, But The Old, Superb.

Thought Is The Labor Of The Intellect, Reverie Is Its Pleasure.

Great Blunders Are Often Made, Like Large Ropes, Of A Multitude Of Fibers. Take The Cable Thread By Thread, Take Separately All The Little Determining Motives, You Break Them One After Another, And You Say: That Is All! Wind Them And Twist Them Together, They Become An Enormity.