How Sweet, How Passing Sweet, Is Solitude!

We Seldom Repent Talking Little, But Very Often Talking Too Much.

How Happy The Station Which Every Moment Furnishes Opportunities Of Doing Good To Thousands! How Dangerous That Which Every Moment Exposes To The Injuring Of Millions!

To Endeavor To Forget Anyone Is A Certain Way Of Thinking Of Nothing Else.

It Is A Fool's Privilege To Laugh At An Intelligent Man.

Days, Months, Years Fly Away, And Irrecoverably Sink In The Abyss Of Time.