Give Me Truth; Cheat Me By No

Truth Is The Nursing Mother Of Genius.

... The Power Who Gave A Power, By Its Mere Existence, Signifies That It Must Be Brought Out Towards Perfection.

Would That The Simple Maxim, That Honesty Is The Best Policy, Might Be Laid To Heart; That A Sense Of The True Aim Of Life Might Elevate The Tone Of Politics And Trade Till Public And Private Honor Become Identical.

A House Is No Home Unless It Contains Food And Fire For The Mind As Well As For The Body. For Human Beings Are Not So Constituted That They Can Live Without Expansion. If They Do Not Get It In One Way, They Must In Another, Or Perish.

To One Who Has Enjoyed The Full Life Of Any Scene, Of Any Hour, What Thoughts Can Be Recorded About It Seem Like The Commas And Semicolons In The Paragraph-mere Stops.