The Birth Of A Child Is The

The Wonder Is Not That The World Is So Easily Governed, But That So Small A Number Of Persons Will Suffice For The Purpose. There Are Dead Weights In Political And Legislative Bodies As In Clocks, And Hundreds Answer As Pulleys Who Would Never Do For Politicians.

The Birth Of A Child Is The Imprisonment Of A Soul. The Soul Must Work Its Way Out Of Prison, And, In Doing So, Provide Itself With Wings For A Future Journey. It Is For Each Of Us To Determine Whether Our Wings Shall Be Those Of An Angel Or A Grub!

Have I Done Anything For Society? I Have Then Done More For Myself. Let That Question And Truth Be Always Present To Thy Mind, And Work Without Cessation.

Revelation May Not Need The Help Of Reason, But Man Does, Even When In Possession Of Revelation. Reason May Be Described As The Candle In The Man's Hand, To Which Revelation Brings The Necessary Flame.

Our Cares Are The Mothers, Not Only Of Our Charities And Virtues, But Of Our Best Joys And Most Cheering And Enduring Pleasures.