Half The Good Intentions Of My Life

Let Menot, Even Inmyownmind, Committheinjustice Of Taking A Speck For The Whole.

Nature's Hasty Conscience.

We Cannot Judge Either Of The Feelings Or Of The Characters Of Men With Perfect Accuracy From Their Actions Or Their Appearance In Public; It Is From Their Careless Conversations, Their Half-finished Sentences, That We May Hope With The Greatest Probability Of Success To Discover Their Real Characters.

When The Mind Is Full Of Any One Subject, That Subject Seems To Recur With Extraordinary Frequency - It Appears To Pursue Or To Meet Us At Every Turn: In Every Conversation That We Hear In Every Book We Open, In Every Newspaper We Take Up, The Reigning Idea Recurs; And Then We Are Surprised, And Exclaim At These Wonderful Coincidences.

Confidence Is The Best Proof Of Love.