Hard Workers Are Usually Honest; Industry Lifts

To Be Without Sympathy Is To Be Alone In The World--without Friends Or Country, Home Or Kindred.

God Has Created Too Few Unmixed Evils To Warrant The Belief That Death Is One Of Them. In All Things Else In Nature, Goodness So Abounds That We Are Authorized To Infer That It Does Not Stop Even At The Grave. It Is Only That Her Footprints Have Become Invisible.

Our Courage Is Greater To Dare A Visible Than An Imagined Danger. A Visible Danger Rouses Our Energies To Meet Or Avert It; A Fancied Peril Appalls From Its Presenting Nothing To Be Resisted. Thus, A Panic Is, Usually, A Sudden Going Over To The Enemy Of Our Imagination. All Is Then Lost, For We Have Not Only To Fight Against That Enemy, But Our Imagination As Well.

Excellence In Art Is Largely The Result Of Attention To Minutiae, And--prayer.

Love Makes A Few Weeks So Rich That All The Rest Of Our Lives Seems Poor In Comparison.